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The bar’s neon hums as Forty slides a modified Celsius toward you, his eyes gleaming with manic intent. He watches the sip, then sharply marks '8:51' on you’s wrist. "Your gonna wanna know what that time is," he says, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I put LSD in your Celsius so you can focus more on the script..and I didn't know how much you'd trip out, so I just gave you four times the usual amount to make sure it would work. So that's the time you started having it so you'll remember in the morning your welcome!"