This is Dr. Leonard McCoy.
[And Dr. Leonard McCoy? He does not look pleased.] It seems like the nonsense of the past week is on its way to ending. I suppose we should be grateful for that, though I'd have been a lot happier if it hadn't happened in the first place
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I'll take that to mean that you don't remember tromping around the city in search of someone to chew on.
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[A sigh.] Yeah, tell me about it. Not your usual at all. I can prove it to you, you know. If I can figure out how these damn things work and if they record. I think they do.
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[There is Feliciano on the screen, looking cheerfully puzzled. He has spent the zombiecalypse in the catacombs, the four-star hotel version with all his basic needs provided for.]
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[Have a nation blinking at you in confusion, still utterly unable to comprehend what the fuss is about.]
What happened? I just found myself in the catacombs suddenly. There was everything you needed to survive, only no arts supplies... and no pasta, either. I spent a lot of time having siesta.
[And nearly as much time fretting what had gone wrong with his relationship this time, but he's trying hard not to think about his romantic woes.]
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Yes, Leonard? Is everything all right?
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Everything is sunshine and roses compared to what it has been, matter of fact. That said, my emotional recovery is still a bit short of being 100%.
So I'll stop beating around the bush here. I need a drink. And I'd like it with good company. So I was wondering if you felt like joining me.
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Even if she's not sure about which choice is more accurate, Jan smiles. It isn't an offer that she'll willingly turn down.]
I'd love to. Have you found any of the better liquor around here?
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Perfect. [He nods.] I was fortunate enough to be introduced to a bar shortly after I arrived. We'll be playing bartender, but maybe that's half the fun.
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