[ setting his mug down… once he’s finished his drink. he’s finally starting to feel tipsy, so clearly this is the perfect time for this. ] Let’s see what you’ve got.
I do. [ going to pretend like none of that happened as he turns to face the machine. he snaps his fingers, summoning tempo, who eagerly starts hovering around it. ] We're taking it apart, Tempo, are you ready? [ since kaveh is without a number of his tools he's going to have to rely on his strength... and tempo. ]
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Put down your drink.
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Proof enough?
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he's not drunk enough for this. ]
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I bet I could lift you up too.
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Prove it.
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—well shit.
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You can put me down now.
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I think I need another drink.
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Wanna start taking apart that machine?
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