[ given the chance to shower, eddie might take it. even if he hasn’t been on a plane yet. but richie's singleminded in another direction, and where he goes, eddie follows. right up to the bar, where he grabs a menu, barely able to control the way his expression falls. ]
Eighteen bucks?! It’s like we’re... fuckin’ downtown or some shit. [ he studiously avoids a bartender’s eyes. ] Choose wisely, young Jedi.
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Eighteen bucks?! It’s like we’re... fuckin’ downtown or some shit. [ he studiously avoids a bartender’s eyes. ] Choose wisely, young Jedi.