[Hank listens to those noises, smiling a tight little smile. He waits for the noises to finish. At no point during that little process does he look at the building.
Once it sounds done, he turns that tight little smile on her, raising his eyebrows.]
Really? You want a clear memory of that?
[The arm holding the bottle doesn't quite lower. It's still there if she wants it.]
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Once it sounds done, he turns that tight little smile on her, raising his eyebrows.]
Really? You want a clear memory of that?
[The arm holding the bottle doesn't quite lower. It's still there if she wants it.]