[At this point Ian's almost entirely immune to condescending terms of endearment from strangers, so he blinks the tears out of his eyes before rolling them, mentally about to check out of the conversation right before he hears the magic word. Indoors. He snaps his head up.]
You got somewhere to go?
[It's only then that he notices the source of the flame.]
Holy shit. What the - [He wants to ask, but mostly he wants to take the guy up on everything he's offering.] - yeah, yeah. Both. Let's get a drink.
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You got somewhere to go?
[It's only then that he notices the source of the flame.]
Holy shit. What the - [He wants to ask, but mostly he wants to take the guy up on everything he's offering.] - yeah, yeah. Both. Let's get a drink.