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Castle sits in a darkened corner booth, staring blankly at the back of the booth in front of him, taking the occasional mechanical sip of some vile-looking, heavily alcoholic drink.

Oh yeah. He'll make for some fun conversation.

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[guppy_sandhu]

"Takes time. All things like that will."

He watches Castle. "You look exhausted. May I suggest you try and sleep on it? Things always look a little clearer in the morning, and earning yourself a collossal hangover will make you feel ten times worse."

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He nods. "S'a good idea." He sighs. "Thanks, Guppy."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods. "No problem. If you ever want an ear, I'm always happy to listen. That's what friends are for."

He goes over to the bar and comes back with a pint of water. "And you might want to drink this before you go. You'll feel better in the morning if you're not as dehydrated."

His pager bleeps. "And with that, I have to run. Good luck."