[His sensibilities are very, very violated. He's shaking as he attempts to stumble to the bar and not flee for the door, keeping his eyes averted from every last bit of bare skin, including arms and ankles and bald spots on the backs of the shorter men's heads.
He's got one hand braced over his face as he turns to look at her. Well, now he's even more embarrassed.]
W-w-w-w-what are you doing in here?!
[They're getting kicked out before they get that drink, huh?]
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He's got one hand braced over his face as he turns to look at her. Well, now he's even more embarrassed.]
W-w-w-w-what are you doing in here?!
[They're getting kicked out before they get that drink, huh?]