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Some time after all the dust settles...
The door opens again, admitting a slightly smoky, sweaty, stinky Ray. He looks like he's had the time of his life.
Possibly the people behind him do too.
"Bar?" he calls out, holding the door open. "Can we engage the St. Crispin's Day protocol, please? I don't have a brother, so just say everyone who fought with me today gets drinks on me tonight."
The door opens again, admitting a slightly smoky, sweaty, stinky Ray. He looks like he's had the time of his life.
Possibly the people behind him do too.
"Bar?" he calls out, holding the door open. "Can we engage the St. Crispin's Day protocol, please? I don't have a brother, so just say everyone who fought with me today gets drinks on me tonight."