[his fingers pause on the blanket, looking over his shoulder, and then he withdraws.]
Who do you take me for?
[of course he does. a different cupboard yields what he's after - a mostly full bottle of whiskey plucked from a secure hiding space, and he goes to sit down next to Hans.]
I don't have any glasses, though. You'll have to settle for the bottle.
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Who do you take me for?
[of course he does. a different cupboard yields what he's after - a mostly full bottle of whiskey plucked from a secure hiding space, and he goes to sit down next to Hans.]
I don't have any glasses, though. You'll have to settle for the bottle.