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Well, not he just felt BAD about needling Max. When did the man's skin get so darned thin? Tate propped his chin to his hand and gave Vindictus a measured look.
"Perhaps a small group. It can be a learning experience. You can even wear an impressive hat." There. That should assuage the man's ego.
"Let's discuss this after the feast," suggested Max and his stomach growled.
"Speaking of which, when are you giving the speech so that we can eat?"