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[bit_impossible]

[a couple days or so has passed since everything returned to normal, and despite a few harsh words he had for the scientists, his mood has actually been pretty positive. how could he not be happy when everybody's lived? he's sat down with random groups of people--often pulling up a chair and jumping into the middle of an interesting conversation

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[oliverplus]

You know me, Doctor!

[bit_impossible]

Well, of course I know you! You're Oliver Day, last I checked!

[oliverplus]

You know what I meant!

What sort of fun do you have in mind?

[bit_impossible]

Hmmm, well, what haven't we done? I think we've nearly exhausted the ship's film catalogue...

[oliverplus]

Well, there are always pints to drink.

[bit_impossible]

[shakes his head] There are always going to be pints to drink in your eyes, Oliver.

[oliverplus]

That's what I said, isn't it?

[bit_impossible]

And you'll continue to say.

I can tell you one thing, we're not going to be making any pub crawls. If we go to one, we stay there. And no ordering any Rudierian Triple Whammies!

[oliverplus]

What's wrong with pub crawls?

I'll be good, Doctor, really.

[bit_impossible]

Because maybe I don't want to drag you around after you've had a few?

[oliverplus]

I can handle a few pints!

But come on, what are you actually planning?

[bit_impossible]

No plans this time, Ollie. I want to do whatever anybody else wants to do. So...if having a few pints is what you'd like to do, then so be it.

[oliverplus]

Well, either that or just a meal or...anything really!

[pauses] I wanted to talk to you anyway.

[bit_impossible]

Meet me at our normal pub and we'll talk.

[turns his Sphere off and heads there.]

[oliverplus]

[winds up agreeing with empty air, as the sphere has already been turned off. hurries to the pub!]

[bit_impossible]

[he's waiting outside their pub--convenient since he was in the area anyway--and he waves when he sees Ollie.]