[Arthur doesn't call him on that bluff, because he's too busy looking under tables and asking patrons, rather loudly, if they'd caught sight of the "weird little fancy feller."
He makes a few friends and almost gets into two fights before he finally spots Gale. Arthur smacks him on the back with one hand and draws the hunting knife from his belt with the other.]
There you are, you slippery bastard.
[It would almost be threatening, if not for the blitzed grin on Arthur's face complementing the whiskey roses of his cheeks. He points his knife at an empty bottle of beer abandoned on the top of the player piano across the bar.]
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[He did, in fact, quite literally duck under the table for a few moments there.]
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He makes a few friends and almost gets into two fights before he finally spots Gale. Arthur smacks him on the back with one hand and draws the hunting knife from his belt with the other.]
There you are, you slippery bastard.
[It would almost be threatening, if not for the blitzed grin on Arthur's face complementing the whiskey roses of his cheeks. He points his knife at an empty bottle of beer abandoned on the top of the player piano across the bar.]
How much says I can hit that clean?
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