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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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"Is your room big enough?"

Hm. Romana wonders what the Great Council would think if she had a cocktail party on her TARDIS. They'd all regenerate. Or die. They were awfully old.

Smiles. "Of course."

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"I'm not really inviting half the bar... I don't think. But I have a feeling the suite will expand to accommodate anyone who should show up. The upstairs rooms are good like that, or so I've heard," he explains before leaving.

"See ya around."

He gives her a friendly wink and mosies off.