Not that he's in any particular hurry to feel anything. Even if he was, it doesn't seem relevant anymore to rush anything. In fact, what are they even expecting? He starts to ask, then something seems to catch his attention: the glass in his hand. Al checks himself out of the conversation momentarily, holding up his glass to a bartender in passing.
"Hey. Fill this up before the ice melts all the way? It's a good temperature. Thanks."
With that out of the way, he's back to giving Meyer an expectant look.
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Not that he's in any particular hurry to feel anything. Even if he was, it doesn't seem relevant anymore to rush anything. In fact, what are they even expecting? He starts to ask, then something seems to catch his attention: the glass in his hand. Al checks himself out of the conversation momentarily, holding up his glass to a bartender in passing.
"Hey. Fill this up before the ice melts all the way? It's a good temperature. Thanks."
With that out of the way, he's back to giving Meyer an expectant look.