"That ain't gonna take a whole lot of work," Walter deadpans, and he's only a little serious. Well, maybe more than a little.
After a moment he stands and scoops up his drink and his bottle of liquor. "Now that that's settled, I am going the fuck to bed." He heads for the door and, presumably, for his room, pausing only to call back over his shoulder. "Wake me up when we hit 12's borders."
"That's late in the afternoon," Weyoun protests.
"That's the point, Weyoun. Goodnight." And with that he shuts the door behind him and makes off for some seriously much needed rest... hopefully.
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Date: 2013-07-22 04:54 am (UTC)After a moment he stands and scoops up his drink and his bottle of liquor. "Now that that's settled, I am going the fuck to bed." He heads for the door and, presumably, for his room, pausing only to call back over his shoulder. "Wake me up when we hit 12's borders."
"That's late in the afternoon," Weyoun protests.
"That's the point, Weyoun. Goodnight." And with that he shuts the door behind him and makes off for some seriously much needed rest... hopefully.