[She has released him like a beetle to survey the natural landscape of bardom. He doesn't seem to be looking for anything in particular, but he does check out the drinks, the back, and the bar itself with some nosy interest.]
Not a sociable person? We have something in common them. I dislike crowds, especially if they're audiences.
Just looking at what they have. I'm not much of a drinker. I can't think and work clearly with a fuzzy head. And I spent so long as the Dean's assistant; it wouldn't look good to be a drunkard.
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More like the need to drink is less impressive than any aircraft.
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You are really selling the bar here.
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That doesn't sound very good.
[She may be like damn get lost, but he takes it upon himself to start walking around the bar and checking it out.]
Isn't drinking supposed to be a social event...?
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[ she says this but she also makes no attempt to stop him. she's edgy, sure, but she isn't that violently bothered that he's being like this. ]
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Not a sociable person? We have something in common them. I dislike crowds, especially if they're audiences.
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she doesn't say anything about her own anti-social behavior, but as he's poking around the drinks-- ]
They're not just there for lookin' at.
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Just looking at what they have. I'm not much of a drinker. I can't think and work clearly with a fuzzy head. And I spent so long as the Dean's assistant; it wouldn't look good to be a drunkard.
[Glancing at her.]
Need something?
[From the selection.]
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Now's not really workin' time. [ duh. ]
--Can you even tell the drinks apart?