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Donnie sipped at his drink, only feeling some of what he assumed Amelia was feeling right now. Her movements were slower and she she seemed quite occupied with her thoughts. He could also see it in her eyes.

His eyes passed over to her and then his hand scooted her glass away from here and to the bar tender. "I'm sure she's had enough as well," he commented. She still seemed flustered as he took another sip. Amelia must not drink much. Then again she was pretty small so it would affect her more over all.