['Lo and behold, Promenade. The camera is fuzzy at first, making out only a faint black hue before it focuses in on Dean in a navy blue shirt and a pair of boxer briefs with a bottle of Jim Beam in his left hand looped between two fingers at the knuckle.
Did he fall asleep that way?
Of course. You decide
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[There's Helen, eyebrow raised as she observes the man's awakening.]
Either you're new to this place or you've had one hell of a night and didn't invite the rest of us.
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[She can't say she wouldn't mind a stiff drink every now and then.]
Has someone at least explained this place to you?
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Noted. I'm sorry to hear that. I wouldn't wish a return trip to this place on anyone.
I'm Helen, by the way.
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Right. Well, do you need anything?
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