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[orangetoughguy]

"Motherfucker, I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys."

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[ OKAY EAMES IS OUTIE. He sits up, digging into his pocket to drop a few coin to pay for his meal on the table. ]

Go piss it out, Mister O. When you've regained your sensibilities, give me a call. We'll hash out details on your and your friend's observations at a later time, hmm?

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[orangetoughguy]

[This is excellent timing and somehow awkward and yet fulfilling in that someone listened to him but he still has a hard one and he's gotta get that taken care of oh but first pay for your beer. Freddy gets up and drops a coin down even for the pita too. Obviously he's moving a little slower and more discretely than Eames.]

Okay. We'll do that.

[They'll be departing in completely opposite directions too, no doubt. Orange as his lightweight flannel to cover up the front of his pants. Real discrete yep.]