Ah, Buggy! [Shanks is grinning when the door swings open. It's a smaller, more private room with pillows and throws. Shanks is alone with one empty bottle and several unopened ones, having made a nest for himself on the floor. It looks comfortable, if a little basic. It doesn't look like he's had a guest (or multiple) before.]
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Come, come. You must help me with this bottle.