[ This kind of talk — at least for the moment they're in it — warrants an actual decent drink. So rather than wait to take a bottle, he just gets up without explanation, going back behind the bar, tapping their robot friend a little on the shoulder to essentially shoo him away. And he grabs a bottle of tequila, setting it down on the bar first.
Then he starts to look around for some soda, like she said. But he speaks to her over his shoulder. ]
This place kinda did you a favor, then. [ Some of the bottles clink a little as he searches. ] You like — Dr. Pepper?
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[ This kind of talk — at least for the moment they're in it — warrants an actual decent drink. So rather than wait to take a bottle, he just gets up without explanation, going back behind the bar, tapping their robot friend a little on the shoulder to essentially shoo him away. And he grabs a bottle of tequila, setting it down on the bar first.
Then he starts to look around for some soda, like she said. But he speaks to her over his shoulder. ]
This place kinda did you a favor, then. [ Some of the bottles clink a little as he searches. ] You like — Dr. Pepper?