[He continues nursing his drink until the shots come.
When they do, he takes his and holds it up like a toast with a wink.]
Here's to useless talents.
[He puts the shot glass down on the table and makes a small show of putting his hands behind his back before ducking down. It takes a moment of finagling, but he gets his lips wrapped around the rim of the glass and holds it that way as he throws his head back and lets the shot burn down his throat. He swallows, then reaches up to pop the glass from his mouth.]
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[He continues nursing his drink until the shots come.
When they do, he takes his and holds it up like a toast with a wink.]
Here's to useless talents.
[He puts the shot glass down on the table and makes a small show of putting his hands behind his back before ducking down. It takes a moment of finagling, but he gets his lips wrapped around the rim of the glass and holds it that way as he throws his head back and lets the shot burn down his throat. He swallows, then reaches up to pop the glass from his mouth.]
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