[ The voice gives him pause, and he looks back over his shoulder at-- nothing. Glancing somewhat further down fixes that problem quite nicely, even if it doesn't solve much else. What exactly was this girl hoping to prove? She seemed...agitated; likely on behalf of the unfortunate beachgoers he'd chosen to harass, if he had to guess. He cocks his head to the side, stopping his game of liquid dominos for the moment to better direct a sliver of his attention toward Ahiru. She'd asked a question, and while Droog couldn't say he cared enough to give an answer, he was in enough of a better mood to allow such indulgences. Ruining all those fancy beverages had its perks. ]
Just fine. [ A bit hot under the collar in a literal sense, but he's far too stubborn to admit it. ] Lovely day, isn't it? [ Droog sounds a little distracted for some reason, almost as though he's focusing on something else entirely-- aaand one more drink meets its maker behind Ahiru right as he finishes speaking. He had to have timed that on purpose. ]
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Just fine. [ A bit hot under the collar in a literal sense, but he's far too stubborn to admit it. ] Lovely day, isn't it?
[ Droog sounds a little distracted for some reason, almost as though he's focusing on something else entirely-- aaand one more drink meets its maker behind Ahiru right as he finishes speaking. He had to have timed that on purpose. ]