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Amidst the pile of rubble and sproingy broken bits where the Clock used to be, Ray comes unsteadily to his feet. With a great deal of wincing and the utmost care in motion, he picks his way to the Bar.
"Six hundred milligrams of lumiracoxib and a pitcher of Third Rail, please."
Bar does not comply.
"I'll settle for the Prexige and as much water as I can carry."
That can be done.
"Thank you very much, Bar. I appreciate it."
With even greater care of motion, Ray makes his way towards the booths. One of them's got to be dark enough to sit in without wanting to pillbug.
Amidst the pile of rubble and sproingy broken bits where the Clock used to be, Ray comes unsteadily to his feet. With a great deal of wincing and the utmost care in motion, he picks his way to the Bar.
"Six hundred milligrams of lumiracoxib and a pitcher of Third Rail, please."
Bar does not comply.
"I'll settle for the Prexige and as much water as I can carry."
That can be done.
"Thank you very much, Bar. I appreciate it."
With even greater care of motion, Ray makes his way towards the booths. One of them's got to be dark enough to sit in without wanting to pillbug.