[That earns a concerned look, and Namur squats down behind the table, resting his elbows on his knees.]
Gale?
[A passerby pauses in front of the table.]
Know what? Gimme a sec.
[Namur holds up his finger for Faye to wait, then hurriedly pitches the contests and offers freebies. Once done with that interaction, he signals to one of the others manning the booth that he's taking a break, and stands.]
High time I got outta here an' stretched my legs a bit. Walk with me? I'll getcha a drink.
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Gale?
[A passerby pauses in front of the table.]
Know what? Gimme a sec.
[Namur holds up his finger for Faye to wait, then hurriedly pitches the contests and offers freebies. Once done with that interaction, he signals to one of the others manning the booth that he's taking a break, and stands.]
High time I got outta here an' stretched my legs a bit. Walk with me? I'll getcha a drink.