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"Me?"

"Uh-huh."

"Hmm, steak."

"Then I'll order that too."

Zion raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you don't want anything else?"

Suga quickly shook his head, already feeling queasy after seeing all those numbers in the menu.

Noticing Suga's unease, Zion opened a bottle of wine and poured it into Suga's glass. Suga muttered a quick "thank you" and immediately took a sip. He wasn't new to wine—far from it. Having worked as a bartender, alcohol was no stranger to him. But this wine... it was far too smooth going down. Almost too smooth. Suga poured himself another glass, only to hear Zion chuckle.

"Don't let the taste fool you. It's strong—you'll regret it if you drink too much."

Expensive drinks were always a trap for your wallet.

Their food finally arrived. Suga waited for Zion to start eating, but it seemed the man had already noticed Suga staring.

"You said you were hungry. What are you waiting for?"