[Mick tilts his beer towards Rip as if to agree with him, slowly taking a sip of it afterwards. He wasn't much of a talker in moments like this, it wasn't much of a secret, and he didn't talk much for a while after the toast.
It wasn't until he'd nearly finished his beer that he looked at Rip and made a small grunt to get his attention.]
How's the deal with the devil working out for you? [There's a beat before he leans in almost playfully.] Has he got to first base yet?
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It wasn't until he'd nearly finished his beer that he looked at Rip and made a small grunt to get his attention.]
How's the deal with the devil working out for you? [There's a beat before he leans in almost playfully.] Has he got to first base yet?