Chapter 142 Unexpected Concession
- They clinked glasses and downed the first shot in perfect unison, neither flinching as the amber liquid burned its way down their throats.
- "Not bad," Andy acknowledged, refilling the glasses. "But I should warn you—I spent my twenties in Hollywood. This isn't my first rodeo."
- "And I grew up in Scottish boarding schools," George countered. "We drank to stay warm."