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Damn right it is.
"This is your fault," Ginji whimpered at Ban, covering his ears as if in pain.
"I was just trying to soften him up so he'd forget about the tab!" Ban growled, leaning on the Honky Tonk's counter and trying to ignore the awful noise. "I didn't think he'd drink the whole thing... or start doing this..."
"You should have thought ahead!"
"Hey, you were the one who asked him for... that."
He gestured at Paul, who was cheerfully preparing Ginji's requested beverage and singing. "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard - and they're like, it's better than yours...!"
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