[There's a moment where it seems like Andrew might not have heard, because he's preoccupied shifting some dishes around on the table. In the process, he manages to tilt some sauce onto his hand, which gives him the easy opening for:]
Ugh. I need to wash this off. I'll be right back.
[Which lets him get up, stumble, "hit" his head on the table, and dump the remains of the mapo tofu mostly onto his hair to obscure whether or not there's blood. There are, perhaps, some perks to being a professional athlete that's very, very in control of your body.
Anyway, Mercury asked for a medical emergency. This is about as good as it's gonna get.]
Ow.
[Said about as flatly as everything else. Look, he's an athlete, not an actor.]
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Ugh. I need to wash this off. I'll be right back.
[Which lets him get up, stumble, "hit" his head on the table, and dump the remains of the mapo tofu mostly onto his hair to obscure whether or not there's blood. There are, perhaps, some perks to being a professional athlete that's very, very in control of your body.
Anyway, Mercury asked for a medical emergency. This is about as good as it's gonna get.]
Ow.
[Said about as flatly as everything else. Look, he's an athlete, not an actor.]