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"Did you truly not have any papers with a ...lightly-clad young man, perhaps?" he wriggled his brows teasingly, "Wrangling an "osepipe?"
Gruber gave him a bemused look as he accepted the drink René held out, "....No, René.... I truly cannot remember any such. Germany, even during the Weimar republic, was *not* France." He signed, leaning on the bar and strolling his eyes down René"s body, "Sadly enough."
René could not help a crack of laughter, the image having popped into his head simply too ridiculous, even for these dark times. "Lieutenant, even I do not want to see myself scantilly-dressed."