[Kevin tries to remember one more time why he has resumed conversations with Mister Break, in spite of his lonely existence, beautiful hands and... Naturally, all thoughts are interrupted by the sight of a dusty bottle.]
I am fine, thank you. May I ask what is that in your hand?
[Needless to say that his attempt to conceal the eagerness in his voice fails miserably.]
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I am fine, thank you. May I ask what is that in your hand?
[Needless to say that his attempt to conceal the eagerness in his voice fails miserably.]