[Molly grins, already feeling the adrenaline rush of just doing something so grown up. she orders "One of those!" from the bartender and watches as it is made, eyes lighting up when the pineapple piece is placed on the rim]
Okay. [now she holds the drink in hand] Here goes. [and then she's sipping through the straw. she doesn't taste the alcohol immediately. no, it just tastes sweet and cold. kind of delightful!]
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Okay. [now she holds the drink in hand] Here goes. [and then she's sipping through the straw. she doesn't taste the alcohol immediately. no, it just tastes sweet and cold. kind of delightful!]