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| - Warren decided that he wanted to take a weekend off, and decided to go to New York, NY. Angel's first night there he decided to go clubbing. While walking downtown he came across the grand opening of a new club called the Blenden Sie. Warren payed a fee of $50 to enter. He walked in to find that the building was packed. He also thought the rooms had a tasteful decor with a night club flair. He walked into a large room, and a man asked, "Would you like a table sir?" "Sure," responded Warren. "Follow me," said the man as he led Angel to a table. A little bit after he sat down a young brunette, in her 20s, waitress walked towards his table. "Hi there. Long time no see. How have you been?" asked the waitress. "Have we met before?" asked Warren. "Oh I'm sorry. I must have mistaken you for someo
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| - Warren decided that he wanted to take a weekend off, and decided to go to New York, NY. Angel's first night there he decided to go clubbing. While walking downtown he came across the grand opening of a new club called the Blenden Sie. Warren payed a fee of $50 to enter. He walked in to find that the building was packed. He also thought the rooms had a tasteful decor with a night club flair. He walked into a large room, and a man asked, "Would you like a table sir?" "Sure," responded Warren. "Follow me," said the man as he led Angel to a table. A little bit after he sat down a young brunette, in her 20s, waitress walked towards his table. "Hi there. Long time no see. How have you been?" asked the waitress. "Have we met before?" asked Warren. "Oh I'm sorry. I must have mistaken you for someone else. Anyway... Would you like to order a drink?" asked the waitress. Warren then gave his order, and the waitress told him that she would be right back. "She was hot," thought Angel to himself. The waitress then came back with his drink, and said, "Here you go." "My name is Warren. What's yours?" asked Angel to the waitress. "My name is Abby," responded the waitress. "Would you like to take a minute?" asked Warren. "I guess I can take a minute," responded Abby. The two then started to talk, and Warren thought that there was something familiar about her. "Well I used to live on Long Island, and I recently moved out here into the big city and found this waitress job. What's also nice about it is they give me a decent salary, and I get to pursue my dream," said Abby. "What's your dream then," asked Warren. "Everyone give a warm welcoming to the new talent of New York, Abigail Gliare," said an announcer up on the stage. "That's my cue," said Abby to Warren as she stood up from the table and started heading towards the stage. The lights then dimmed throughout the room. A single light then beamed down on Abby. "I wonder how good she is going to be," thought Angel to himself. "...Oh it's a long dusty road my weary boots have walked...My feet are achin' almost as much as my heart...," sang Abby. "This song sounds familiar... She sounds amazing," thought Warren. Warren then saw, after a minute into the song, a magnificent light show as the song began to speed up. When the light show and singing ended, the lights in the room brightened. The audience then released a thunderous applause. Abby then walked down from the stage and headed towards Warren. Abby then sat down across from Warren. "You sounded amazing," said Warren. "Thank you," responded Abby. "The song you sang sounded oddly familiar," said Warren. "Yes. I sang one of my favorite songs of my favorite artist, Allison Blaire. I feel like I can somewhat relate to her," responded Abby. The two then started to talk over a couple round of drinks.
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