[He's in the middle of sipping on the beer he'd ordered while he waited. It's not going to get him drunk with his metabolism, but it seems the thing to do. He nearly spits some out when she approaches and says his name.] That's me! Moiraine, right? [He thinks he's said it right.
Wade gestures to the space across from him in the booth he's sat in.]
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Wade gestures to the space across from him in the booth he's sat in.]