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"...What in God's name am I supposed to do with this?"
Cosmo's at the Bar, apparently taking issue with what she gave him for lunch. (It would seem that, whatever else he's been up to since college, he never acquired a taste for curry.)
He gets a note back in reply: You didn't seem to mind having it for dinner last night.
With that, he groans, and drops his head onto the counter. Perhaps it's not the best idea at the moment, but he is really getting fed up with this illness, whatever it is.
[tiny crack!tag: IMDb flu]
Cosmo's at the Bar, apparently taking issue with what she gave him for lunch. (It would seem that, whatever else he's been up to since college, he never acquired a taste for curry.)
He gets a note back in reply: You didn't seem to mind having it for dinner last night.
With that, he groans, and drops his head onto the counter. Perhaps it's not the best idea at the moment, but he is really getting fed up with this illness, whatever it is.
[tiny crack!tag: IMDb flu]