At her table mate speaking, Dexter looked up and glanced at him before sliding back into her chair, slouching a little bit. He sounded like he was having the best time as well. At least not everyone was happy, that made Dexter feel a little better. "It's too shiny, and too happy," Dexter said with a little sulk in her voice. "The best part of this is the drinks," she said tapping the half-filled glass in front of her with her finger, "You don't have a drink, you should ask for one, they're just giving them out. I'm Dexter and my friend forced me to come here."
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