Is he just repeating what Al's saying? Probably, but right now, ice sounds like a fantastic idea. He really feels the need to reiterate it, to let Al know that it's a choice he approves of. The bartender can just get him a glass of ice, and he'll be happy with it. Why's it so damn warm in here? He tugs at his collar a little, wanting desperately to loosen it. Fresh air will be good.
And then, of course, he pauses as Al feels the table, raising an eyebrow at him, unable to avoid laughing a little giddily at the way Al's responding to the surface of the pool table.
"Soft?" He sounds incredulous, but he has to feel for himself. And so he does. His eyes widen slightly. "It is soft," he says, wondrously, enraptured.
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Is he just repeating what Al's saying? Probably, but right now, ice sounds like a fantastic idea. He really feels the need to reiterate it, to let Al know that it's a choice he approves of. The bartender can just get him a glass of ice, and he'll be happy with it. Why's it so damn warm in here? He tugs at his collar a little, wanting desperately to loosen it. Fresh air will be good.
And then, of course, he pauses as Al feels the table, raising an eyebrow at him, unable to avoid laughing a little giddily at the way Al's responding to the surface of the pool table.
"Soft?" He sounds incredulous, but he has to feel for himself. And so he does. His eyes widen slightly. "It is soft," he says, wondrously, enraptured.