The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The manager smiled in wry amusement. "That's why I'm the manager and you're the bouncer! Those three clearly are no average Joes, and they can afford the bare minimum! Hell, just watch-they'd spend enough to cover this month's expenses!"

The bouncers nodded, not quite understanding.

Meanwhile, Frank, Jada, and Moxxi took the most expensive seats, with Jada and Moxxi flanking Frank.

They were hugging his arms, flirting like mistresses while their hands reached elsewhere.

Still, it was not as if they were taking advantage of him. Frank was the one who said they should act the part when they came, so that Hal would not notice anything out of place.

A waiter approached them, asking, "Can I take your order?"

"Domaine de la Romanee-Conti!" Moxxi promptly said.

The waiter smiled in wry amusement. "I'm sorry, we don't have anything that expensive."

Moxxi frowned and snorted. "What about champagne? A Dom Perignon P3?"

waiter shook his

"A P2, then?"

don't have that

in exasperation. "Well, what do you have? Honestly, do

left stumped, Frank shot a look at Moxxi, who clearly wanted to keep harassing the

keep a P3 in my car. There's no problem if I

Moxxi was impressed

money here in Draconia, drinking up anything that was good for them without care for status or quality Be it the Romanee-Conti or Dom Perignon, only

most youths would only stick to cocktails

for middle-aged men, they either would not frequent night spots or would stick to spirits—which suited

why Draconia's night spots were poorly stocked, unlike foreign bars, and the reason why Moxxi brought her own alcohol just

his head. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but outside food and beverages aren't allowed.

sighed in exasperation. "Don't worry. We'll pay the

was. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but we really can't help you there. We do

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