[ His head lolls as he goes from horizontal to vertical with very little help from his own limbs. Is he being propped up? Are they both ... ? Oh, okay. That's really nice of them. ]
Hargrove. Ooo, your hair smells goooood. Little bit like weed. Little bit.
[ Swinging a look at Eddie he smiles in relief, expression softening. ]
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Hargrove. Ooo, your hair smells goooood. Little bit like weed. Little bit.
[ Swinging a look at Eddie he smiles in relief, expression softening. ]
You're a great crazy dancer.