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[Is currently getting blind stupid drunk.]

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[ex_intergalactics528]

You might want to exchange some of that alcohol for water. It's supposed to help lessen hangovers. [ He's not going to tell her to stop drinking (that's her business) but, you know, try to be helpful. Or as much as he can from two seats down. ]

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[She looks over at the guy who's made the comment. Most of the others guys tonight have just wanted to buy her another round since, hey, tiny drunk girl might then agree to go home with them. It's really sweet, and she's still has just enough sense to know that.]

Thanks. Although a hangover's gonna be a lot less painful than anything else right now. I think.

[It's gotta be.]

[ex_intergalactics528]

Don't know about that, hangovers have their rep for a reason. Maybe a little glass of water and some juice? Just to keep yourself hydrated.

[ It's her lucky night. Clark doesn't make a habit of getting women drunk for nefarious purposes. ]

My treat.

[ladysparklemotion]

[This is definitely new. She's never had someone offering to buy for her to keep her from getting a hangover. And it's so nice, and after everything she's been through the last few days, she can't say no.]

All right. Water and some juice. Thank you...um....you got a name, tall, dark and sweetheart?

[ex_intergalactics528]

It's Clark.

[ Without the tall, dark and sweet... thing, if possible. That kind of talk just makes him blush. To cover that, he pulls a ten from his wallet before tucking it away, and tosses it down in the space between their stools. ]

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Hi, Clark. I'm Kenzi.

[She's always been one for over-the-top nicknames. Giving him a smile, she then finishes up the drink she's been working on while he takes out the money from his wallet. The bartender looks at it before raising his eyebrows at them.]

He wants to buy me a water and some fruit juice. [[She then looks back over at him.] So do you always come to the rescue of people about to crash into their drinks?

[ex_intergalactics528]

Kenzi.

[ It's an unusual name. Not too often you meet a 'Kenzi'. Or ever, really. Clark just smiles pleasantly at the tender, and pushes the bill across the bar. ]

Water, whatever juice you got for her, and I'll take a Budweiser. Cold, if possible. [ A pause, while he thinks that over. ] Not often enough to make a habit of it. But if I see someone who could use a pick-me-up, I'll offer.

You're free to turn it down, you know.

[ladysparklemotion]

Short for Mackenzie, but my mom's the only one who calls me that.

[And that brings a stab of pain to her heart since the last time she talked to her mom was the throw her out of the Clubhouse right before Hale... She shakes her head slightly, instead nodding at the bartender. Water and juice. Couldn't hurt, right?]

Well, thank you. Honestly, it's kind of nice. 'Cause you're right. I could use a pick-me-up right now.

[ex_intergalactics528]

Mackenzie. That makes se-- That's pretty. Kenzie it is.

[ Clark isn't short for anything other than Clark, and he's fairly sure no one can make a nickname out of it. Excluding Lois. While the bartender shuffles off to go get the orders, Clark shifts so he's facing Kenzi. ]

You're welcome. And I'm sorry you need one. Can I do anything?