[Making it outside without being accosted by anyone else in the bar brings enough relief for Lloyd to let out a breath, then make an attempt at a light punch to Angelo's arm.]
You weirdo.
[He shakes his head with a rueful half-smile.]
So, what were you up to? Before the fight broke out?
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You weirdo.
[He shakes his head with a rueful half-smile.]
So, what were you up to? Before the fight broke out?