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[solo_insanity]

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[heartsbook]

As long as it'll take.

[solo_insanity]

A very good assessment, eye patch.

[Holds out his hand expectantly.]

[heartsbook]

[just raises an eyebrow at the hand]

What?

[solo_insanity]

You left over twenty minutes ago [okay, really, it was at tops three] to go find me cigarettes.

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Don't tell me you forgot.

[heartsbook]

I've no idea what you're talkin' about.

[solo_insanity]

Then allow me to start back at the beginning. Two hallways down that way, three doors to your left should be a bar. In there should be cigarettes. You know, a little white carton. Go there and bring them back to me.

[heartsbook]

...How'd I get stuck with gettin' ya cigarettes?

[solo_insanity]

You did offer.

[heartsbook]

Since when?

[solo_insanity]

You can't expect me to keep you all straight, can you?

[heartsbook]

Why not? It'll be quite amusin'.

Ya probably got me mixed up with another eye patch, Mikk.

[solo_insanity]

I do believe you have me mixed up with someone else. The name is Samuel Adams.

[He tilts of his hat and begins to give a low, sweeping bow, when oh hell, ribs. Eye patch is just going to have to make do with a tilt of his head then.]

Then I suppose I'll ask again. Care to go down the hall and fetch a grown man some cigarettes?

[heartsbook]

[he blinks. Then chuckles]

Might as well.

[solo_insanity]

How very kind of you. I do have high hopes for you in comparison to the disappearing act of your counterpart.