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"Fecking hell. I need something stronger than this beer."

"He did mention ya might want to watch your drinks tonight, so ya could hear his lecture tomorrow without your head pounding. I'm Niall; and you're Irish then?"

She shook his outstretched hand just before Cameron put a beer in it.

"I am. Second generation here, on both sides."

"You look it, swear like it, too. Guess we'll see if you can hold your drink like the Irish."

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