[When Ford gets to the Lounge, Stan is already there. He's even grabbed them a seat and taken the liberty of ordering them each a good stiff whiskey. If Ford doesn't want it, that's fine - more for him!
Eventually he spots Ford and waves him over as though this a perfectly ordinary meeting and not at all awkward whatsoever. Nope. Everything's fine.]
Spam!
Eventually he spots Ford and waves him over as though this a perfectly ordinary meeting and not at all awkward whatsoever. Nope. Everything's fine.]
Hey, Sixer! Over here!