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The man stares at you for a moment with an indecipherable expression. Then his face relaxes into a smile and he sits down next to you.
"Yes, I would," he says.
He glances up and the bartender instantly materializes in front of him. He takes your drink order, getting "the usual" for himself.
You offer your name with a smile, and he tells you his.
"Lucien LaCroix," he says, and raises your hand to his lips for a kiss.
You shiver involuntarily at the touch of his cool lips on your skin, and he smiles at your reaction. The bartender brings your drinks, and you busy yourself with a few rapid sips, both to regain your composure and to get something in your stomach.
Mr. LaCroix is staring into his glass, watching the liquid swirl. He seems very interested in his red wine.
You:
Ask "Is there a bug in your wine?"