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Happy Hour
Bernard escapes the sickroom by the skin of his teeth.
His hair's a little sticky-uppy.
He strides behind Bar and takes a deep breath.
"Welcome to Milliways Happy Hour.
"Specials are a dirty vodka martini, a tequila sunset, and--" he shrugs, "--a cosmopolitan."
He rubs his eyes tiredly.
"What'll you have?"
His hair's a little sticky-uppy.
He strides behind Bar and takes a deep breath.
"Welcome to Milliways Happy Hour.
"Specials are a dirty vodka martini, a tequila sunset, and--" he shrugs, "--a cosmopolitan."
He rubs his eyes tiredly.
"What'll you have?"
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And there was a sort of accident.
And now there a lots of very confused tourists standing in the square in front of Notre Dame wondering what just happened.
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Which I think aged me about twenty years.
And then she used magic to save herself, which, you know, definitely better than the alternative, but probably aged everyone else there about twenty years.
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