[That's as much confirmation as he needs, so he doesn't attempt to pursue a more definite answer. Besides, Stephen's following question is far more interesting, mostly because it's really fucking funny.]
You're the doctor, doctor. [He lifts a shot glass full of something clear, a mock toast.] Do I need help?
[The shot's knocked back in one. Glass returned to the ground, refilled from the unmarked bottle resting against his hip.]
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You're the doctor, doctor. [He lifts a shot glass full of something clear, a mock toast.] Do I need help?
[The shot's knocked back in one. Glass returned to the ground, refilled from the unmarked bottle resting against his hip.]