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The visual opens up on the Dodgy Jammer, and there's Buffy-as-Tony looking at the camera from behind the bar.
"Hi there guys." A wave, and a smile for whomever might be watching, before she reaches out and adjusts the screen to reveal a small cluster of shot glasses.
And a bottle off to the side. Two bottles -- it seems like she's been alternating.
"How's everyone doing out there? I figured, dinos are off living happily in the place where they can't actually try to eat us anymore, it might be time to get back to work."
She's speaking deliberately, no slurring, but there is a slight flush to her cheeks.
"Turns out I've got a humdinger of a tolerance for the hard stuff. Like there's one, two, three, four... a BUNCH of shots here, and I am still upright. How's THEM apples, like my mom would say if she was here. Though if she was here she wouldn't let me do this, that's for sure."
"Hi there guys." A wave, and a smile for whomever might be watching, before she reaches out and adjusts the screen to reveal a small cluster of shot glasses.
And a bottle off to the side. Two bottles -- it seems like she's been alternating.
"How's everyone doing out there? I figured, dinos are off living happily in the place where they can't actually try to eat us anymore, it might be time to get back to work."
She's speaking deliberately, no slurring, but there is a slight flush to her cheeks.
"Turns out I've got a humdinger of a tolerance for the hard stuff. Like there's one, two, three, four... a BUNCH of shots here, and I am still upright. How's THEM apples, like my mom would say if she was here. Though if she was here she wouldn't let me do this, that's for sure."