[Today shaun's got a glass tube filled with water and he's testing it. A small glowing rock is also nearby in a dish. This can only lead to good things]
[Yeah, Tony noticed that slip, but man, now is clearly not the time to crack a joke about a team of historians. He's just going to usher you into his room.]
I've met Desmond, but I don't know Lucy, you must not mean camp- ah, shit. No wonder you look . . . okay, yeah, beer.
[Tony holds out his hand and a brown bottle flies out of the styrofoam cooler at the foot of his bed, smacking solidly into his hand; he passes it to Shaun as he kicks the door shut.] Do you want to talk about it? Or maybe I should say, do you need to talk about it?
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Shaun, hey. You, uh . . . you look like crap, dude.
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That sounds about right, actually.
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Okay, no, seriously, come in and sit down, Shaun. I don't know what's going on, but you look like you need beer therapy.
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Half my team's gone...
[Wait. Balls]
Lucy, lucy and Desmond are gone, or as good as it.
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I've met Desmond, but I don't know Lucy, you must not mean camp- ah, shit. No wonder you look . . . okay, yeah, beer.
[Tony holds out his hand and a brown bottle flies out of the styrofoam cooler at the foot of his bed, smacking solidly into his hand; he passes it to Shaun as he kicks the door shut.] Do you want to talk about it? Or maybe I should say, do you need to talk about it?
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What's to say? It's all ruined now, isn't it?