[returns about an hour later, one very fine bitch hanging off his arm, and she's obviously drunk and all giggly.] Here, a present. [all but throws her over.] She's your type, right? [takes out a pack of smokes, glancing up as security suddenly busts out of the building, looking for him.] We should go, by the way.
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