[Joel glances between Kara and the barkeep, then throws a casual look over his shoulder. There's a booth over there. No one nearby. Probably better they talk somewhere a little more private, just in case.
Taking up his drink, he slides off the stool and he just gives her a small, single jerk of his head to motion towards the booth.]
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Taking up his drink, he slides off the stool and he just gives her a small, single jerk of his head to motion towards the booth.]