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Everyone is sat talking. The waiter brings over a drink and hands it to Jax. Melodie looks at the glass and then at Jax. Time to put on a show. She feels herself taking in a deep breath before standing, everyone watching her as she picks up his glass and downs the whiskey in one. "Do I need permission to go to the toilet as well?" She looks at Jax, his jaw clenching. Fighting back is fine. This is too far. He didn't do bugger all for her to fight back just then. "It's there." Jax shoots her a warning glare. She walks through the door into the bathroom. "Fun night for you, Jax." Evelyn laughs. Jax shakes his head. "Dull night. I am on watch for her dad. Apparently, she can't keep herself out of damn trouble." Jax shakes his head as the waiter brings him another drink. His hand hold