He pulls up his lower lip, making a face like that's all just small potatoes. He leans back to get comfortable, not to puff out his chest on purpose or anything like that, and grins wryly.
"I'll just hop on the next plane then, shall I? The girls would love that. Get me out of the house for a while."
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He pulls up his lower lip, making a face like that's all just small potatoes. He leans back to get comfortable, not to puff out his chest on purpose or anything like that, and grins wryly.
"I'll just hop on the next plane then, shall I? The girls would love that. Get me out of the house for a while."
They may not even want him to come back at all.