[Despite the rough way he grabbed Luke, he's more gentle as he lays the poor redhead on the staff couch, feet up, so Luke doesn't go rolling off it. Assured that his mirror image is being taken care of, he takes a few steps back.]
... We shouldn't talk about this here.
[If Luke tries to make sense of what Asch has to say, he'll only make his headache worse.]
I'll be outside.
[He steps out of the staff room and goes to lean against the front counter instead, arms crossed, looking like he stepped out of one of those old noir movies with his big black coat and suspiciously slicked-back hair.]
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... We shouldn't talk about this here.
[If Luke tries to make sense of what Asch has to say, he'll only make his headache worse.]
I'll be outside.
[He steps out of the staff room and goes to lean against the front counter instead, arms crossed, looking like he stepped out of one of those old noir movies with his big black coat and suspiciously slicked-back hair.]