Lush passed Diamond a beer (it wasn't Trappiste, but Lush planned to remedy her inability to afford the greatest beer ever by marrying an oil oligarch one of these days...if the need for good beer is not a pure one, I don't know what pure is), and cheered vigorously and enthusiastically for her friends, so vigorously and enthusiastically, in fact, that she forgot herself and launched into a ridiculous rendition of "In Da Club" for the Saucepan Man's benefit.
Diamond only wished that there was a trout nearby to thwap Lush with, alas only an empty pack of Davidoffs was on hand.
Diamond's efforts brought Lush out of her smoky trance, and she turned to Heren, and whispered (innocently): "He's not drunk enough yet anyway," while admiring Squatter with a gaze so pure that it would have made Queen Victoria look like Monica Lewinsky.
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