Summary:

Rozanov waited for Barrett and Eric to answer, then looked at Scott with a glint in his eye that never meant anything good. “I will have a Scott Hunter, please.”

Scott rolled his eyes. “You didn’t even like that drink last time.”

Ilya smirked. “True, but maybe Scott Hunter is, how do you say, a grower?” He followed the statement with a wink. Bastard.

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Or: Scott finds out.