[The blond at the bar begins to turn and the smile dies on Julian's face because there's a countenance that he wouldn't forget in a hurry. His one visible eye goes wide with shock and there's a moment where he says nothing at all, mind turning in ever-loosening circles in an attempt to make sense of what he's seeing.
This shouldn't be possible. It should't. And yet somehow, it is.]
I, uh...never mind. Perhaps I don't need that drink after all.
[And he takes an alarmed step backwards, almost tripping over his own over-long legs.]
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This shouldn't be possible. It should't. And yet somehow, it is.]
I, uh...never mind. Perhaps I don't need that drink after all.
[And he takes an alarmed step backwards, almost tripping over his own over-long legs.]