Frankly, I'm working the crowd here. You have to soft-sell it to some of these lightweights...you know, make it seem like it's their idea to have a beer or cocktail. I know my time zones very well.
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."
