“What is she drinking?” Evelyn asked.
“Something new as a special request,” Cecil said. “Ward’s Orange Crush.”
He brought up a bottle from behind the counter. It looked like a beer bottle with a longer neck, clear glass and a ribbed design. Evelyn smirked at the sight of the ribbed pattern but did not comment on that feature specifically.
The liquid was orange vaguely reminiscent of real fruit juice. She guessed there was more to it than that. Evelyn would likely try it by the end of the night, depending how things went.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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