[Freddy follows along like a good loyal dog ready for a pat to the head or the ass. Whichever works. What everyone else sees on the outside though is just a guy making his way around the place with someone he knows. Anyone who greets them gets an upnod from the kid too. Puff puff. Smoke in one hand and beer in the other. Nothing doing.
Well. Something's doing over there in the corner but the girl with the funky eye make up's gotta do what a girl's gotta do for some shallow attention.]
Don't sweat it.
[Freddy points his cigarette at Larry. By the time they've reached this office he's already done with his smoke and his beer. Huh, where can he put this down? It's a party so who's going to think oddly of a glass on top a counter? The coke is still coming with him though.]
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Well. Something's doing over there in the corner but the girl with the funky eye make up's gotta do what a girl's gotta do for some shallow attention.]
Don't sweat it.
[Freddy points his cigarette at Larry. By the time they've reached this office he's already done with his smoke and his beer. Huh, where can he put this down? It's a party so who's going to think oddly of a glass on top a counter? The coke is still coming with him though.]