[For once, Cabanela's constant breezy dancing isn't entirely out of place, because now there's actually music to dance to! He struts his way over to Gumshoe, peering down at the man with a semblance of secondhand embarrassment and pity. ...The coat definitely does not make the detective.
Let's put him to the test.]
Excuuuse me, Greeny. I'd hate to distract you from dinner [err.], but do you have a moment?
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Let's put him to the test.]
Excuuuse me, Greeny. I'd hate to distract you from dinner [err.], but do you have a moment?