Chapter 9

Clara and I exchanged glances, sharing a moment of silent agreement. We both decided to choose drinks that looked good, with colorful hues and fancy decorations that matched the party's vibe. The bartender, dressed in a crisp white suit, skillfully made our drinks, and each one looked like a work of art.

We locked eyes and understood that tonight was about having something vibrant and refreshing.

Clara playfully smiled and pointed to a fruity drink with a lime slice. "I'm going for the classic Margarita," she said with excitement.

I nodded and checked out the bottles, trying to decide. I spotted a tropical Margarita infused with pineapple and a hint of coconut that seemed perfect for the occasion. "I'll have the Pineapple Coconut Margarita," I declared, feeling excited.

The bartender mixed and poured the ingredients with expertise, and the air filled with the sce