[He nods once, largely uninterested in listening to Jean Louis' opinion on their current head of state (who has his vote, by the way), but disguising his disinterest with all his Magic Journalism Powers (TM)... Hopefully, at least. He can't actually tell at this point, since his lips are going numb from alcohol and the taste of the whiskey is still lingering, bitter like bad cock on his tongue. Maybe he just looks slightly constipated. Well, Jean Louis' opinions are the constipated ones, so it would be fitting. Voice low, he leans in a bit, feigning discretion.]
When you were still the man holding the reins, right?
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When you were still the man holding the reins, right?