[Joker was sitting at the bar in the lounge when Garrus walked in, eyes fixed on the wall in front of him with a thousand-yard stare that would've impressed a Vietnam vet. There was a tumbler full of some kind of amber-colored liquor in front of him; possibly whiskey, but whatever it was, it smelled like kerosene.]
[He didn't seem to notice when Garrus walked into his field of view to get the brandy until he spoke.]
[Joker knocked back a long swig of liquor; it was time to man up and push his problems aside, because Garrus seemed to be in the mood for talking, and he didn't want to hear about the pilot's bullshit.]
[Time to be the same old Joker, all sass and smartass.]
Would've been shorter if I didn't have some jackass messing up my numbers, but hey, I can't complain.
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[Joker was sitting at the bar in the lounge when Garrus walked in, eyes fixed on the wall in front of him with a thousand-yard stare that would've impressed a Vietnam vet. There was a tumbler full of some kind of amber-colored liquor in front of him; possibly whiskey, but whatever it was, it smelled like kerosene.]
[He didn't seem to notice when Garrus walked into his field of view to get the brandy until he spoke.]
[Joker knocked back a long swig of liquor; it was time to man up and push his problems aside, because Garrus seemed to be in the mood for talking, and he didn't want to hear about the pilot's bullshit.]
[Time to be the same old Joker, all sass and smartass.]
Would've been shorter if I didn't have some jackass messing up my numbers, but hey, I can't complain.