[She takes the cup with both hands and gives him a genuine, if lopsided, smile. She doesn't catch the touch of sarcasm at all -- and it'd be hard to say if she'd catch it completely sober. Ego was never much for sarcasm.
He had been either bold-faced lying or finessing the truth until it sounded far prettier than it actually is.]
Thank you. [Still double-fisting that cup, she takes a long swallow.] After this, can we play more games?
[For the love of all things good, Peter, you should probably say no.]
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He had been either bold-faced lying or finessing the truth until it sounded far prettier than it actually is.]
Thank you. [Still double-fisting that cup, she takes a long swallow.] After this, can we play more games?
[For the love of all things good, Peter, you should probably say no.]