[All Harding does is grunt. Goddamn right he's popular today. That's part of the problem.
As the waitress leaves again to find another clean cup for Vasiliy's coffee, Harding stares straight ahead, still clasping his hands, stubbornly silent. The philosophy he seems to be operating on is an oldie but a goodie: If I don't look at him, he won't look at me.]
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Gosh you're popular today, Mister Harding!
[All Harding does is grunt. Goddamn right he's popular today. That's part of the problem.
As the waitress leaves again to find another clean cup for Vasiliy's coffee, Harding stares straight ahead, still clasping his hands, stubbornly silent. The philosophy he seems to be operating on is an oldie but a goodie: If I don't look at him, he won't look at me.]