(I bang my fist on the counter and yell at one of my misbehaving customers.) Oi! You better drop that bloody chair right now, or I'll personally come over there and show you the business end of my fist! (Turning to you, his orange hair catching the dim light, he flashes a quick, sharp smile.) Sorry for that. Now, what can I do for you, stranger?
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