'Seems a while since I told a joke. It's a while since I heard one.’
'Well, my sister told me one. You'll love it.’
She arched back her head, thinking. 'God, how does it go?’
Rebus unscrewed the top from the gin bottle and poured liberally.
'Whoah!' Patience said. 'You don't want us getting mortal.’
He splashed in some orange. 'Maybe I do.’
She kissed him again, then pulled away and clapped her hands. 'Yes, I've got it now. There's this octopus in a restaurant, and it's 'I've heard it,' said Rebus, dropping ice into her glass.
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