Cooper's not expecting Milliways.

[krazyglusurgeon]

[OOM: The Sheep]

But in Soviet Russia the Isle of Man, Milliways expects you.

Cooper notices immediately where he is (not in the pub in the village) and heads straight for the bar. Here, soon enough, he'll be seeing Wells and Spoon and that means he can have more than just a drink.

Happy frickin' day.

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[there_is_a_me]

"You're not dead." Familiar voice, anyway, "And I'm not in Troy anymore. We need to fuckin' get sloshed."

[krazyglusurgeon]

He passes the pint glass without a word.

[there_is_a_me]

Spoon holds it up, and drains it. More appear. "Ate people."

[krazyglusurgeon]

"Was dead."

[there_is_a_me]

"Got that." Spoon points out, as Coop was here for part of that.

And his lips twitch a little.

[krazyglusurgeon]

"Got better."

[there_is_a_me]

"Good thing."

[krazyglusurgeon]

"Thought so."

He takes a long sip.

[there_is_a_me]

And Spoon cracks up before pounding the other man on the back. Helpless, only mildly hysterical laughter which ends with, "Got married." because this shit is funny.

[krazyglusurgeon]

...okay, that gets a sideways look.

"You didn't."

It'd better be to Ace or he's not responsible for cleaning up the mess.

[there_is_a_me]

"She's fourteen." Here's gone sober. Really sober. And traded up beer for mugs of retsina.

[krazyglusurgeon]

Blink.

"She's... what?"

[there_is_a_me]

"Fourteen, now." Spoon says, staring deep into the drink. The drink is not answering him. It has no helpful words.

So he drinks it.

[krazyglusurgeon]

"Explain please."

[there_is_a_me]

"No choice." because when you get right down to it? He didn't. Twelve year old in the river is not an acceptable choice.

[krazyglusurgeon]

"Right. And?"