[ Quentin certainly wasn't immune to the charms of food and drink last night either, so it takes him a while to pull up the memory, but he gets there after a few seconds: ]
Oh--Danny.
[ Pay no attention to the frisson of fluttering behind the connection. ]
Listen, he was slutting it up, too. Me too. Like--everyone. I don't think he's gonna hold it against you.
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Oh--Danny.
[ Pay no attention to the frisson of fluttering behind the connection. ]
Listen, he was slutting it up, too. Me too. Like--everyone. I don't think he's gonna hold it against you.