"Typical." Eric responded as he glanced at Izzy. She'd turned to face him, so it was only courteous to do the same. He turned his chair 90 degrees, right arm on the bar, and tried to hide that kicking the chair to spin that way had been a bit of an effort. The first woman to talk to him in this town and he wasn't about to make it known he had a disability of sorts. Though he supposed the cane hanging from the coat rack under the bar gave that away, if anyone bothered to look. Izzy was pretty, in a 'bar girl' sort of way. At least from what features he could make out in the dark on her face.
"Eric. Just Eric. Nice to meet you." He said and offered up his glass almost as if waving a hand. "So, what are you drinking there, Izzy?"
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