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Yes, probably!

[theflashyfool]

Don't mock me, Shanks.

[Because that sounds distinctly... mocking. Like he's being made a joke of. He breathes out a sigh and looks away, a muscle in his jaw twitching.]

Anyway, are we done with this little talk?

[shanksyourfeels]

[ His eyes hit the bar, then roll to Buggy, and Shanks' mouth opens to protest he wasn't intending any mockery - he meant it - but Buggy asks the next question and Shanks wonders if it's all a loss, anyway. He did his part; Buggy can either accept it, or continue to hold things over him. It's Buggy's choice. ]

[ All he manages, in the end, is a forced cheerful: ] Of course.

[theflashyfool]

Then I think I'm going to turn in, Red.

[He isn't actually-- sure what to make of any of this, and he needs a moment to digest it, roll it around in his head. Forcing a response now? Not gonna end well.]

Don't pass out in the halls.

Wrap

[shanksyourfeels]

Goodnight, Buggy.

[ Shanks says it all too easily with a forced smile, spares Buggy a glance, then goes back to his latest drink. He lifts the drink to Buggy's parting words. ]

I won't. [ He'll just pass out at the bar, instead. He'll be fine. ]