[ It's only when there's not a crumb of his half left that he drinks. It's the same philosophy- he puts the glass to his lips and doesn't remove it until it's all gone. He tips backwards a bit so that he can hold the glass straight down so he doesn't miss a drop.
It's when he's done with that he notices her staring. ]
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It's when he's done with that he notices her staring. ]
...What? Do I have something on my face?
[ Amazingly, no. That'd be a waste. ]