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Indiana Jones drifts downstairs. He seems relaxed enough as he orders some fajitas and an iced tea. He doesn't bother looking round much as he settles in at a central table, unaware of anyone who may be seeking him. Perhaps he looks a little more distant than usual, but he's just your typical quiet, mysterious adventurer eating some Mexican really.
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Meanwhile, Indy buries his face in the snow, gnashing his teeth and trying not to whimper.
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Grunting in pain each time he makes a word, he pushes himself off the ground and offers Faith a hand. "'preciate it... Fait."
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He stoops and collects his tea, still holding his jaw tedenrly in the other hand. Mustn't forget the tea.
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They re-enter the bar (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/3130026.html).