[Tony glances at Regis curiously and takes a sip of the beer as he lifts the communicator to read it.
And keeps drinking till the mug is empty.]
Damn. *BELCH!!*
[Shit, that scared off the cat! (And maybe the one three streets over, but whatever. He got back up from the table, signaled for another beer, and half scooted/ half shoved himself onto Regis' booth to put an arm around his shoulders.]
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And keeps drinking till the mug is empty.]
Damn. *BELCH!!*
[Shit, that scared off the cat! (And maybe the one three streets over, but whatever. He got back up from the table, signaled for another beer, and half scooted/ half shoved himself onto Regis' booth to put an arm around his shoulders.]
Fucking kids.