Alex took a high stool and ordered a whiskey. "Little early in the day for celebration," the barkeep said as he poured. "What's the occasion?" "It turns out," Alex said, exaggerating his Mariner Valley drawl just a little for the effect, "that sometimes I'm an asshole." "Hard truth." "It is." "You expect drinking alone to improve that?" "Nope. Just observing the traditions of alienated masculine pain." "Fair enough," the barkeep said. "Want some food with it?" "I'd look at a menu.
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