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Alastor halted his chewing, his face taking on a pensive expression as he gazed past Andy and towards the fridge.

"Umm..." He began, slowly extending a finger towards the cooled storage unit, the indication of what he wanted as vague as ever. "I'll take one of those dark brown looking drinks with the red wrappers and caps."