[ There's a moment there when he worries he'll have to step in and change the subject, wipe that awkward look off the man's face, but Jeff finally gets a clue. A shame he doesn't bite. The slow, resigned nod from Peter says as much. ]
So. Let's say I've been abducted from my bed, placed in a ghost town. [ His arms open out as if to beckon advice. ] Now what?
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So. Let's say I've been abducted from my bed, placed in a ghost town. [ His arms open out as if to beckon advice. ] Now what?