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Varian stared at his phone. He wanted to reach out to Ellen and know her conclusion but he knew it would be pushing it to do that. He hoped she would reach out and he would not have to go through the trouble of spying on her. He made his way to the cellar in the house and immediately regretted it when he saw his uncle sitting there on one of the bar stools. "Varian Come on in," he said. It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head because how did he in his drunken state know who was standing there? "I stumbled in here by mistake," Varian said. He did not want to have any conversation with this man for any reason. "I know you did not, come join me to have a drink," he said raising the glass in his hand and shaking it so the liquid in it twirled around. "I don't need something str