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Indy is at de boozer enjoyin' a chilled jar av porter, don'cha no. Aft'r anutta day spent spreadin' de ward aboyt 'is upcomin' party, 'e's foinally takin' a break. An' waaat better way ter relax on a day av Gaelic 'ooley, than wi' a rapid Oirish bru, from Oirlan'.

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"Why? Are you and Mike going to wrestle?"

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Indy snorts. "Nooo... well, maybe. But not in jello."

"I reckon there'll be a few games played as the party gets past the formal stage."

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"What a shame." Winks.

She's definitely curious now. "What sort of games?"

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Oh you know... debauched party games. Adult stuff. Naked twister... spin the bottle..."

He pauses for reaction and then laughs.

"Hey listen... I've still gotta get a few people notified about this. So... I'm gonna have to leave you hanging again."

He gives an apologetic smile and gets up. "See ya around, hon... and enjoy the Guinness." For lo, another pint has appeared for her at Indy's silent bequest. He's good.

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She blinks and eyes him strangely but decides it's best not to ask about Naked Twister or why humans seem so fixated on spinning bottles. "Right."

"You always do." She grins though.

"See you. Cheers."

She waves and then works on her second pint.