[Freddy returns a polite smile to the old woman. She may be shorter and gray-haired but who knows what she's capable of; could be an old homes trip to the Strip or she could be some mafioso's mother. Best to play it safe, this means keeping his hands to himself.]
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[Too damn long. When their floor finally comes up Freddy puts a hand on Larry's shoulder to usher him out in a shuffled but restrained rush. Shit she's watching as the doors close and the hallway is straight down. Somehow the kid manages to practice true restraint until the thing dings shut. Then flappy hands are reaching out to grab that big old bear of a man and shove him against a wall.]
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[Too damn long. When their floor finally comes up Freddy puts a hand on Larry's shoulder to usher him out in a shuffled but restrained rush. Shit she's watching as the doors close and the hallway is straight down. Somehow the kid manages to practice true restraint until the thing dings shut. Then flappy hands are reaching out to grab that big old bear of a man and shove him against a wall.]