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Remembering that Fluorine is by far the most depraved element you take the plunge and commit to that element. The barman entirely fails to respond, merely nodding and indicating that you should return to the table and your drinks will follow.
Exuding a confidence you increasingly don’t feel you make polite conversation with the Bureau, mainly about the concerning upsurge in Cider Druid activity in the South West. Finally the barman arrives bearing many pints of 6X, the Bureau are mildly pleased, clearly while you didn’t cock it up things could have gone better.
Do you?