How the Kidlit Drink Night Actually Went
Loudly. Did I mention that it was loud? It was loud.
Here's J.L. Bell's honest recap of how a typical conversation at Bar 9 tends to go:
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Me: Hello,...Ellen? I’m happy to meet you.
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Me: Ha ha! I mean, I’m so sorry. I mean, really?