[ Nate, who is snickering to himself into his drink, does a poor job of making it look like his shoulders aren't shaking with laughter. This is in part due to Lance's deep, abiding disappointment in him, and Ian's spit-take, which has made a hysterical mess of his shirt.
Nothing quite like getting somebody to choke on their liquor. ]
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Nothing quite like getting somebody to choke on their liquor. ]
Tough crowd. Well, I think I'm humerus.