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[dontlooklisten]

Time is occasionally weird between Milliways and other worlds. As far as Whistler's concerned, it's been hardly any time at all since his last visit. Sure, he has to stop just inside the door and listen to the echoes for a while, but that happens EVERY visit. "I gotta say," he announces to no one in particular, "I like what you've done with the

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[snap_time]

"No kidding." And that's Larry, a couple of seats to Whistler's right. "I'm just glad I've actually got a job now."
He hasn't had to stay in the bar, aside from Halloween, but still. Any outstanding fee is daunting when you're mostly broke.

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"Oh, hey," says Whistler, turning his head in the direction of the voice. "Yeah, that'd make it kind of ugly if you didn't. Man, I really have to talk to Bishop about our next gig."

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"It might still be a little dicey, but I figure if I pay it off a little at a time, I'll be okay. It's mostly food anyway - only time I've had to stay here was Halloween."
Narration maintains Larry brought that down on himself, being the one who said he'd never live it down if he went back to the museum dressed like that.

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"That's probably not too bad," Whistler allows. "Suzi and I're probably going to be able to manage. It's not like we've been in the room here that much lately, so, yeah, food more than anything. How've you been?"