"Well, there's a eye in every hurricane, man." Rex says, looking at Mark's beer a little longingly.
"I really hope those undeead assholes didn't drink the beer in the fridge that Zan got. Because if Zan showed them where my beer was, and they drank it..." Rex says, not sure exactly how to finish that sentence.
He thought it would be humorous until he realized that the whole "I'm going to kill them" bit didn't really apply and was in poor taste. He settled instead for truth.
"Hey, can you magic up another one of those?" he asks.
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