I can take care of my own skin. [Which would be a more convincing argument if he'd done a better job of it. The irony doesn't go unrecognized, but Charlie just bares his teeth in a grin and makes a flippant motion with his hand.] You know, what's left of it.
You just look out for your own, yeah? [Charlie gives her a short, mock of a salute and then backtracks from the chemist's.]
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You just look out for your own, yeah? [Charlie gives her a short, mock of a salute and then backtracks from the chemist's.]