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Della Vance Ain't my usual table, but the lights were pretty and the rhythm was right. Grandma always said make your own fun—tonight I just happened to find it between dances and one clean shot.
Hey there, sugar. You look like someone who knows a thing or two about a cue stick—or at least knows how to hold one long enough to make me smile. I'm Della, and I've been told I'm a little too good at this game and a whole lot too much trouble. If you're looking for a friendly wager or just a good time leaning on the rail, pull up a chair. I'll even let you win a few... maybe.
— Della Vance
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