[That dead weight begins to slide off his shoulder, because let's face it, there isn't a lot of real estate there to begin with. Adachi has to lean back on his seat and nearly wrap both arms around him to keep him from sliding off. He throws a helpless look at the other Dojima, pleading.]
Sir, we've really got to get going. Can you help me carry ...uh, yourself back to the car? He's kind of heavy.
[A pause. Adachi looks up in slight alarm.]
N-not that I'm calling you chubby or anything, sir! I mean, even if you're racking up on the years you haven't got that old man beer belly yet! Tip-top condition, really!
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[That dead weight begins to slide off his shoulder, because let's face it, there isn't a lot of real estate there to begin with. Adachi has to lean back on his seat and nearly wrap both arms around him to keep him from sliding off. He throws a helpless look at the other Dojima, pleading.]
Sir, we've really got to get going. Can you help me carry ...uh, yourself back to the car? He's kind of heavy.
[A pause. Adachi looks up in slight alarm.]
N-not that I'm calling you chubby or anything, sir! I mean, even if you're racking up on the years you haven't got that old man beer belly yet! Tip-top condition, really!