Neville found his one foot tapping to the beat and he tore his eyes away from Hannah to glance about. A waiter came over, smiling at the two of them, "What can I can I get you? Wine or maybe champagne? You look like you are celebrating," he observed. Neville glanced at Hannah, his eyebrows raised questioningly, "Champagne sounds kind of nice. Is that okay?"
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