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Managed to nick a bottle o'the good stuff. Promised to let you in when I did.

Now I can honestly say that I know a gentleman.

Am I holding the door out for you as well?

See, now you're just trying to make me swoon.

I don't have to try, mate.

Smooth. You're gonna have to teach me your ways, sensei.

We seem to have veered off track. Still interested in that drink? Provided you provide the sustenance. Preferably of a pepperoni variety.

So interested. I'll even spring from the pepperoni stuffed crust.

Be still my impending full stomach.

Oh yeah. Where to?

Mine or yours. Although, I'm unaware which would be of the nicer sort. If any.

Mine's sorta plain, but it's not filthy yet.

And you're planning on filthing your flat up?

It's never actually a plan. The maid just stops showing up.

[The maid that never actually existed.]

Usually, when she's not being compensated.

That could be the problem.

Better to hold back until later. So, yours.

[Directions here!]

I'll go ahead and place an order.

[ A convenient thing, maps. ]

I'll bring the provisions. Better clean up those skeletons in your closet.