No One Understands Being the Villain Better Than Me
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She ran a lime wedge around the rim of the glass, coated it with a snowy layer of salt, dropped ice cubes into a shaker, then poured in tequila, Cointreau, and lime juice in sequence before shaking it vigorously until well mixed.
The series of standard bartending motions flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water, a pleasure to watch.
"A margarita, please."
Before long, a glass of deep-blue cocktail was gently pushed in front of Calamity Jane.
The Female Gunner pulled over a chair and sat down, accepting the cocktail with interest. She examined it from top to bottom, then lifted the glass for a small sip, surprise and admiration filling her eyes.
Known as the "Queen of Cocktails," the margarita was in the land of America
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