[In this case, his lead just takes them to a table (far inside, away from anything approaching a draft) and secures them a bottle of rum, because you can't sit around any not drink. This isn't the sort of place he'd go if he was looking for work, so chances are they shouldn't run into trouble. Probably.]
Hadn't thought about it, [he admits.] What were you planning?
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Hadn't thought about it, [he admits.] What were you planning?