The Agent wiped a bit of spittle off his chin. "S'rry, just mad at myself." He signaled for another round as an apology.
"I used ta know this shit like the back o' my hand. Dunno, maybe I got too used to seein' shit before it happened. If someone had questions, I had the answers."
Whistler thumbed the liquid drops on the bar while the bartender mopped up the broken glass. "Mebby that's th' point. Start back at one, 'n work my way forward again." He shrugged.
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on 2013-10-12 04:12 am (UTC)"I used ta know this shit like the back o' my hand. Dunno, maybe I got too used to seein' shit before it happened. If someone had questions, I had the answers."
Whistler thumbed the liquid drops on the bar while the bartender mopped up the broken glass. "Mebby that's th' point. Start back at one, 'n work my way forward again." He shrugged.