[He picks himself up without too much trouble other than a wince as he rubs his hip which had hit the floor hardest. Ow. But then he rights the chair and dumps the takeout container in the trash. One laptop between the two of them is plenty, but he makes sure to grab other useful things - phone, wallet, keys - and stick them in his coat pockets.]
Together. Come on.
[No justification needed, really. He goes to get the door for the both of them so they can head for the parking lot.]
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Together. Come on.
[No justification needed, really. He goes to get the door for the both of them so they can head for the parking lot.]
I'll drive if you have the directions ready.