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Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 7, 2007 22:28:43 GMT -5
Leon turns back to Murray after taking several shots worth from Tova's bottle, then passing it back, feeling slightly dizzy. He's unsure if it's the alcohol or the sensation of his brain leaking from his head, but better not to tip so far back next time. He asks ValJohn for a straw for the drink waiting on the bar, and as he grasps the glass he raises it to Murray slightly and says "Apology accepted. For both."
Leon looks around at the gloomy place and wonders how anyone can have any fun at all in a world like this. Broken fixtures, no video entertainment, zombies trying to eat your brains out every day. He understands why some cross over to live that way permanently. It's probably more difficult to get bored that way. He looks up at Lachryma's painting and wonders exactly what it is, then looks over at Roz.
He notices her eying the fresh bottle he got from Val, with it's enormous straw, next to his glass with the smaller one. He whispers something into ValJohn's ear, and the burly bastard looks around conspicuously. He ducks under the bar and reappears, sliding a small bottle of Apple Puckers to Roz. Leon says "Your cigar smelled very funny. I don't think it was tobacco. I don't think it was cloves either. Nice hair."
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