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Having satisfied his cholesterol requirements for the day, Indy sighs happily and pushes the greasy plate to one side as he orders a refill for his coffee. Neglecting the clothing catalogs that Lorelai had forced into his hands before she left, he swivels round on his stool and leans back against the bar, resting his elbows on the counter and surveying the clientele for familiar faces.

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"You too Hal."

He has a parting thought.

"Hey... my room mate and I are having a cocktail party next Sunday night. If you wanna come, the more the merrier. Just make sure you bring a bottle of something."