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She-Hulk stormed into the bar, her emerald skin and imposing presence drawing the attention of everyone within. Her mood was far from pleasant; it had been a frustrating evening of chasing down a cunning supervillain who had eluded her grasp. She had decided to unwind with a few drinks, attempting to shake off the day's irritations.

As she made her way to the bar, the patrons couldn't help but gawk and whisper among themselves. She-Hulk was used to the stares and comments, but tonight, she wasn't in the mood for any of it. She took a seat on one of the barstools, her emerald eyes scanning the array of liquor bottles displayed behind the counter.

The bartender, a young man with a nervous smile, approached her. "What can I get you, big green?"

She-Hulk let out an exasperated sigh and cast him a weary look. "Whiskey, straight up," she grumbled. She had no patience for the typical bar banter tonight.

The bartender quickly prepared her drink, sliding the glass across the bar. She-Hulk took a sip, feeling the warmth of the alcohol as it coursed through her system. She was just starting to unwind when a group of rowdy patrons couldn't resist approaching her.

"Hey, She-Hulk! What's got you so down?" one of them asked with a chuckle.

She-Hulk glared at the group. "I'm just here for a drink, folks. Not in the mood for small talk."

Undeterred, another person piped up, "Did you catch that villain you were chasing today?"

She-Hulk's grip on her glass tightened. "No, I didn't," she grumbled. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to enjoy my drink in peace."

The group of patrons, realizing they weren't going to get much out of She-Hulk, eventually drifted away. She continued to nurse her drink, her mind swirling with thoughts of the one that got away.

Her frustration was evident on her face, and the other bar patrons wisely gave her a wide berth. She-Hulk downed the rest of her whiskey and pushed the glass away, her thoughts consumed by her mission. After all, she had a supervillain to catch, and a night of drinking wouldn't deter her from that goal.

With a heavy sigh, she left the bar, her towering figure disappearing into the city's shadows as she set out to track down her elusive foe once more.

Description
She-Hulk stormed into the bar, her emerald skin and imposing presence drawing the attention of everyone within. Her mood was far from pleasant; it had been a frustrating evening of chasing down a cunning supervillain who had eluded her grasp. She had decided to unwind with a few drinks, attempting to shake off the day's irritations.

As she made her way to the bar, the patrons couldn't help but gawk and whisper among themselves. She-Hulk was used to the stares and comments, but tonight, she wasn't in the mood for any of it. She took a seat on one of the barstools, her emerald eyes scanning the array of liquor bottles displayed behind the counter.

The bartender, a young man with a nervous smile, approached her. "What can I get you, big green?"

She-Hulk let out an exasperated sigh and cast him a weary look. "Whiskey, straight up," she grumbled. She had no patience for the typical bar banter tonight.

The bartender quickly prepared her drink, sliding the glass across the bar. She-Hulk took a sip, feeling the warmth of the alcohol as it coursed through her system. She was just starting to unwind when a group of rowdy patrons couldn't resist approaching her.

"Hey, She-Hulk! What's got you so down?" one of them asked with a chuckle.

She-Hulk glared at the group. "I'm just here for a drink, folks. Not in the mood for small talk."

Undeterred, another person piped up, "Did you catch that villain you were chasing today?"

She-Hulk's grip on her glass tightened. "No, I didn't," she grumbled. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to enjoy my drink in peace."

The group of patrons, realizing they weren't going to get much out of She-Hulk, eventually drifted away. She continued to nurse her drink, her mind swirling with thoughts of the one that got away.

Her frustration was evident on her face, and the other bar patrons wisely gave her a wide berth. She-Hulk downed the rest of her whiskey and pushed the glass away, her thoughts consumed by her mission. After all, she had a supervillain to catch, and a night of drinking wouldn't deter her from that goal.

With a heavy sigh, she left the bar, her towering figure disappearing into the city's shadows as she set out to track down her elusive foe once more.