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How could he be so resilient? Scarlett felt slightly buzzed as she sipped into her second cocktail and here he was, drinking shots after shots as they conversed. She had been drinking too much alcohol tonight. She didn't think she could take it anymore.
She began to feel frustrated at Siegfried for not even budging the slightest. He was such a pot of glue. She slid away from the lush settee and said, “I need to go to the washroom.”
He nodded, standing along with her and she exasperatedly exclaimed, not wanting him to follow her, "A girl could use some privacy!"
"I assure you I'm not going to go in there with you. I'll just stand outside."
She cleared her throat, insisting, "Can't you just stay here and watch my purse?”
He chuckled, casually dropping, “I know you’re tryi
