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Zen & the Art
Of One for the Road
They made it about a fifth of the way to the table before Ford started getting antsy again. He spotted another secluded stretch of wall and dragged Arthur to it.
"One for the road," he said, running a hand down the Earthman's neck and down along his chest inside the dressing gown. His eyes, Arthur noticed, were bright, bright blue – they were all he could see as Ford kissed him.
A moment later Ford stepped back, patted Arthur on the shoulder, and said, "All right, now we can go."