"Isn't that a matter of opinion?" Trouble says, mildly. They've...never
really thought very much about it, at least not enough to come to a
conclusion they're attached to.
"I HAVEN'T DECIDED YET! IT'S EITHER SOMETHING THAT'LL MAKE YOU INSTANTLY BLACK OUT FOR A COUPLE HOURS, OR IT'S JUST AN EMPTY GLASS THAT COSTS EIGHT BUCKS."
Bill doesn't need the money, but thinks the capitalistic despair goes nicely with the theme.
"ANYWAY, GOOD AND EVIL ARE ABOUT AS REAL AS A FAVORITE COLOR! THE ADMIRAL SURE HAS AN IDEA OF WHAT THEY ARE!"
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"Isn't that a matter of opinion?" Trouble says, mildly. They've...never really thought very much about it, at least not enough to come to a conclusion they're attached to.
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Bill thinks for a moment, then scribbles on a notepad behind the bar labeled COOL DRINK NAMES
"a void... of... nothing... ness..."
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"Both. Either. What would a void of nothingness taste like?" they wonder.
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Bill doesn't need the money, but thinks the capitalistic despair goes nicely with the theme.
"ANYWAY, GOOD AND EVIL ARE ABOUT AS REAL AS A FAVORITE COLOR! THE ADMIRAL SURE HAS AN IDEA OF WHAT THEY ARE!"