[Salty...that was like pretzels or chips or peanuts..but, teenage girls were still particular about what they liked. Cliff thought about this for a second before he pulled out of his seat.]
Hang on a sec. I've got an idea.
[He ambled over to the bar, more cautiously than before, and placed an order to be brought over to the table when it was ready. He returned with a broad grin, like a goofy dog who had done somthing that he was proud of.]
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Hang on a sec. I've got an idea.
[He ambled over to the bar, more cautiously than before, and placed an order to be brought over to the table when it was ready. He returned with a broad grin, like a goofy dog who had done somthing that he was proud of.]