Her gaze turned to the man on the opposite table. At that moment, he smiled as the person next to him whispered something to him. He made eye contact calmly as if he knew she was staring at him.
She quickly turned her head to the other side.
He stood up and walked towards her. She nervously took down the cup she was holding and wanted to lift the shot glass on the table. But he swiftly took it away from her. She kept a beady eye on him.
He grinned, lifted the shot-glass, and took it to his de ella mouth de ella... to the spot where her lipstick de ella is vividly stained... and drank at once.