"I think I need a drink," said Mohinder. He hadn't needed one when he left his apartment, but that was some time ago and now? Now it seemed like a good idea.
"It's not so bad. You just have to have no place to be," Donut said. He sat down the drink in front of Mohinder. "If you're in a hurry then, yeah, I can see how getting lost would suck."
"Thank you," said Mohinder, taking the drink. "The island small enough to limit how lost you can get," he said, tempting fate. "Perhaps you wanted to be somewhere else?"
"I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be but here," Donut said. "Okay, that's a lie, I'd love to be at a Broadway showing of Mamma Mia but I don't think that's in the cards."
"It was the seventies," Mohinder said, shrugging off a decade he barely remembered, "Glitter and sequins have become less popular. You can't go wrong with bright colours though."
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"I'll take one of those," he said, pointing at bottle of something blue and fizzy he didn't recognise. "Whatever that is."
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