“Mr. Wallaby, I...” I was at a loss and could not bring myself to say anything, so I resorted to pouring him a glass of wine and lifted the glass in front of him. “I can't sing nor dance. All I can do is drink, so how about I toast to you one more time?” My only choice now was to please him in hopes that he could let me go.
Unfortunately, he was not that easy to convince.
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