[ Oh, hey. He's seen that gesture before. The hand goes up and you get the drink. He always wondered why M did that. Makes perfect sense now. He looks over at the bartender, curiously. He wonders if it'll be the best thing she's tasted. Can't imagine they have anything good in that stadium of hers. He then puts the unblinking eyes back on her.
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-Huh? Does he want one? He shrugs. ]