[The absolute last thing that Eames wanted to do was accept a drink from Magato, but if he was here, there was a chance Heine was here as well. Getting second hand news about the man wasn't as good as judging for himself how he was doing, so with a small sigh, Eames considered it, crossing his arms over his chest.]
What's the catch? Are you going to spit in it or slip in a roofie?
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What's the catch? Are you going to spit in it or slip in a roofie?