[He knows that he sounds like he's British, and has lived in Britain for a considerable while, so he really can't throw stones when it comes to poor food decisions, he thinks it's fair to hold some disdain towards late 50s American cooking.
He winces in sympathy as Desmond coughs, then gestures broadly to the more comfortable party guests, the ones with their hair done perfectly and their suits neatly pressed, smiling a little too widely.]
One of these wankers, I'd bet. Wouldn't know a proper drink if it bit them in the arse.
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[He knows that he sounds like he's British, and has lived in Britain for a considerable while, so he really can't throw stones when it comes to poor food decisions, he thinks it's fair to hold some disdain towards late 50s American cooking.
He winces in sympathy as Desmond coughs, then gestures broadly to the more comfortable party guests, the ones with their hair done perfectly and their suits neatly pressed, smiling a little too widely.]
One of these wankers, I'd bet. Wouldn't know a proper drink if it bit them in the arse.