[ This guy seems popular. While Julieta didn't sit down intending to interrupt, she can't help but overhear his stories. Her head tilts toward him with interest while she quietly sips her drink. One long leg crosses over the other. She eyes her glass warily but doesn't notice anything tasting off about it. When she looks back to the man again she lets out a breath. She's been told it would be good for her to meet more people. ]
So where are you from? That sounds kind of familiar.
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So where are you from? That sounds kind of familiar.