Don't-- [Chloe adds, leaning in to block off Charlie's tablet, and subsequently-- mildly-- his advice as well.] Don't pack a bag. He's not serious about that.
[Charlie straightens, pulling the tablet off the edge of the table as he does. He folds it over itself and stuffs it under his arm like an old newspaper, takes the new beer and raises it in a faux toast.]
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That's fine. Well, if that's all- [He looks back to the girl at the bar] I suppose we can call this meeting adjourned?
[Aw hell, who doesn't like a challenge.]
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Yeah, alright. Cheers, mate.