"New Peenemunde Harbor," Shelton replied. "I've been there once already, and I'm not excited to go back."
He glanced at his colleague, and realized something. "Hey, sorry I never learned it before, but what's your name?"
(OOC: I was thinking somebody other than myself or Serris should get a chance to name a public domain character. Anyone who's willing?)
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Gustave winced as he tried to climb into the SUV. "Hey, a little help?" he asked an observing doctor.
"If you can't board a vehicle by yourself, you're not ready to leave the hospital," the doctor replied.
Gustave gritted his teeth and forced himself inside. "Don't touch me," he snapped at Neville, who had made to grab his arm and assist.
Zachary was the last to board the SUV. "Right, let's move out, James," he said.
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Sharon's, Aimee's, and Anne's absinthe had been served, three fancy glasses of green liquid that smelled strongly of licorice. The bartender balanced a cube of sugar on a specialized spoon over each glass, and dripped water slowly onto the cube until it was saturated. For a few minutes, the cube dissolved into the drink, making it cloudy. Finally, it was ready to drink.
"So fancy!" Sharon took a small sip and her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head. "Mmmm..." It was rather bitter, but she had unusual tastes. But it was definitely the strongest alcoholic drink she'd ever had. We certainly won't be getting any refills, she thought.