[And he'll just saunter in, his footsteps light yet still softly thudding against the floor as he approaches the bar.]
I'll go with your recommendation.
[He slips into the barstool directly in front of where she would be, arms crossing over the counter as he relaxes a bit, eyes wandering as he looks over it all again.]
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[And he'll just saunter in, his footsteps light yet still softly thudding against the floor as he approaches the bar.]
I'll go with your recommendation.
[He slips into the barstool directly in front of where she would be, arms crossing over the counter as he relaxes a bit, eyes wandering as he looks over it all again.]