Salt gets hit in the face by Sigma's clothes.
"THE CAMERA CAN'T, BUT IT CAN DO A DAMN FINE JOB OF TRYING!"
I start using the wine (and bottle) creatively.
I glance around the smoking crater created by the awesomness.
"Well. I think this calls for...TOBACCO SMOOTHIES!"
Through Creative Arm Gymnastics, I hand round the cigarette-shaped smoothies.
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