[ Billy keeps his eyes on the doppelganger. The voice that comes out of him is too posh, and he thinks, for a moment, that Frank would get a real kick out of hearing Billy put on airs like that. The thought turns sour just as quickly as it comes. Billy just presses his lips together.
His eyes narrow, just a touch, enough to show that he's sizing up whoever - or whatever - is standing in front of him. ]
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His eyes narrow, just a touch, enough to show that he's sizing up whoever - or whatever - is standing in front of him. ]
I'm not really sure I need to answer that.