[ Getty laughs from where he was pouring drinks-- sliding one foam-topped beer to someone who'd come up to the bar for a refill, and a neat rank of shot glasses holding a slightly horrifying arrangement of colors. Pauses to smile, hands on his hips. ]
Oh sugar, don't I know it! Moonshine over there's all tricks, top to bottom, wouldn't know fair if it bit him right on the ass.
[ It only made Asra huff in a display of disappointment, setting his chin between his hands and leaning across the bar. ]
Hey, you're my friend, you shouldn't be consorting with my opponent! You should-- be neutral, at the very least.
[ Getty winked, gathering one set of shots between the long, knuckly fingers of both hands and shifting them before Julian... and the next set in front of Asra. ]
I'll referree your little duels but I reserve the right to shit-talk you both while you do it.
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Oh sugar, don't I know it! Moonshine over there's all tricks, top to bottom, wouldn't know fair if it bit him right on the ass.
[ It only made Asra huff in a display of disappointment, setting his chin between his hands and leaning across the bar. ]
Hey, you're my friend, you shouldn't be consorting with my opponent! You should-- be neutral, at the very least.
[ Getty winked, gathering one set of shots between the long, knuckly fingers of both hands and shifting them before Julian... and the next set in front of Asra. ]
I'll referree your little duels but I reserve the right to shit-talk you both while you do it.