[At Archer's first command, Harding raises an eyebrow. By the second one, he's resting his chin in his hand, watching Archer stir his coffee. Without breaking eye contact, he dips a hand into his pocket and pulls out his own flask to show to Archer, giving it a little shake.]
'Something.' [His tone is flat. He puts the flask back in his pocket.] Try again.
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'Something.' [His tone is flat. He puts the flask back in his pocket.] Try again.