[Erik slumps back against the wall, mostly in relief, and nods]
I'm good. Nothing another drink won't fix. That was...[He gestures with his empty in the direction the thugs had fled, with no where near the finesse of dexterity that Margo had displayed]...something?
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I'm good. Nothing another drink won't fix. That was...[He gestures with his empty in the direction the thugs had fled, with no where near the finesse of dexterity that Margo had displayed]...something?