McCoy feels that it's luck that he doesn't have a hypospray on him containing a powerful sedative because he's been tempted to use it at least three times in the last five minutes alone. "It is not good luck, no one is supposed to share the same goddamn face," he snaps. "And what the hell are you doing being a stripper. Damn it, man! No one needs to see ou-YOUR chest."
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