He strutted his stuff, in that John Travolta way, with attitude, self-confidence and gave the impression he knew he looked good.
And looked good, he did.
He was cheerful, responsive and in full control of his mission to protect that bottle from anything, especially me.
So, some distance I gave, as much as he would allow.
He kept his bottle and I got my shot.
Enjoy!
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