[ Ephemera watches him go, smiling faintly, and goes back to his drink. William will show up tomorrow or he won't. But in the morning, Ephemera sobers up and hangs out in his gallery space, sketching on his tablet. If William does decide to show up, well, that'll be interesting. Means they'll be able to talk without a crowd around. And if he doesn't, well, it was a fun moment while it lasted. Doesn't need to be anything more. ]
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