[Kaz drains his drink and asks the nearest bartender for vodka, the best they got. He hopes for Grey Goose, really. While they wait, he turns to Yulia and observes her quietly, mostly smiling and bobbing his head to the beats. He would ask her to dance, but he's not sure that Yulia would be okay with that.]
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[Kaz drains his drink and asks the nearest bartender for vodka, the best they got. He hopes for Grey Goose, really. While they wait, he turns to Yulia and observes her quietly, mostly smiling and bobbing his head to the beats. He would ask her to dance, but he's not sure that Yulia would be okay with that.]