If I was in my twenties or even early thirties, I'd be out. But these days, I tend to just get some beers and hang out in my room after eating dinner out. Now if any of you were down here, or any of my other friends, it'd be fairly raucus.
Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:" "She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."
