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There is a huge pot of coffee with Knox. As well as a big jug of water. And and a bottle of Tylenol. The fact that the date on his newspaper is January 2, 1993 might have something to do with that.
Against his better judgment, he let himself be talked into covering New Year's Eve at Gotham Square. After which he then stayed up all night at his old hangout, Murray's, playing poker and drinking a variety of alcoholic beverages. He then proceeded to sleep for twelve hours, dredged himself awake long enough to submit his column - Heaven knows how he managed to make it readable - and stumbled back to sleep with a killer headache.
This morning, he is glad to stop time at home and hide here till the ringing in his ears stops entirely. Which might take a while. Come and say hi. Softly.
[ooc: usual slowtime probabilities.]
Against his better judgment, he let himself be talked into covering New Year's Eve at Gotham Square. After which he then stayed up all night at his old hangout, Murray's, playing poker and drinking a variety of alcoholic beverages. He then proceeded to sleep for twelve hours, dredged himself awake long enough to submit his column - Heaven knows how he managed to make it readable - and stumbled back to sleep with a killer headache.
This morning, he is glad to stop time at home and hide here till the ringing in his ears stops entirely. Which might take a while. Come and say hi. Softly.
[ooc: usual slowtime probabilities.]