[Mixing the drinks is a convincing enough show, but Ray still takes another sniff of the returned drink before satisfying his caffeine urges with a heavy swig.]
Seriously, I'm no ideal anythin'. You're barkin' up the wrong ancestral tree.
[Tilting his head away after that pat, just in case another comes.]
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Seriously, I'm no ideal anythin'. You're barkin' up the wrong ancestral tree.
[Tilting his head away after that pat, just in case another comes.]