( but she's laughing behind her hand as she moves towards him, shifting to reach for the small cooler beside his chair. a pull of the second bottle lets her get a better look at the label. maybe if he'd actually looked at it... )
It's dog beer, obviously. For Atticus. That's why it was in my fridge in the office, dummy.
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( but she's laughing behind her hand as she moves towards him, shifting to reach for the small cooler beside his chair. a pull of the second bottle lets her get a better look at the label. maybe if he'd actually looked at it... )
It's dog beer, obviously. For Atticus. That's why it was in my fridge in the office, dummy.