TS: Get totally plastered.

“‘Least I can take my hat off if I want to,” Sleuth grins, grabbing at his own hat. “W’thout revealing some dark s’cret. Like… like the world’s worst combover.” He laughs and takes another drink.

Dick glowers over his leader before waving a hand in Inspector’s direction. “Pickles! You hearin’ this?! Ain’t you gonna tell him how rude that is or somethin’?”

Inspector finishes filling his glass, downs it in one gulp, then fills it again. Sleuth leans over.

“You okay there, Pickle?”

“I haven’t ascended to godhood yet,” Inspector mumbles before drinking. “I’m not… I am not drunk enough.”

“We’re not in the imaginary world anymore, that ain’t gonna work,” Dick points out.

Inspector fills the glass again, drinks it, and slams it back down on the counter. He repeats his previous statement, louder and with purpose.

“I. am. not. drunk enough.”

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Yeaaahh this one didn’t come out as well as I hoped, what is composition??

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