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"What do you mean, poisoned?" Eliot asked, looking around at the bodies of the other Physicals.

"I thought they were just really, really hung over," Margo said. "I mean, without us here to help keep an eye on them..."

Eliot nudged Quentin's leg with his toe.

"Jesus," he said. "Last time we let your Golem mix the drinks." 

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