[it's the offered grin and nod of his head that clues robbie into the fact that he's made a good choice. even if criminales isn't exactly his favorite drinking hole in town.
if robbie had been hoping for anything more than a respite from the singing, he'd surely be doomed as vasquez apparently feels the call to song after he's put the cigarette out with a swift crush of his boot.
he offers the nonchalant shrug of his shoulders in reply to the other man's singing, pulling the door to the bar open and holding it open until vasquez enters.
criminales is a smattering of people of all shapes and sizes with thing in common this afternoon. they love to drink. okay maybe two things for some, namely that they're either glaring or singing along to the music blaring from the corner.
the song is decidedly appropriate, which is why he joins in on the drunken singing. but damn if he wouldn't kill for a drink to distract him.]
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if robbie had been hoping for anything more than a respite from the singing, he'd surely be doomed as vasquez apparently feels the call to song after he's put the cigarette out with a swift crush of his boot.
he offers the nonchalant shrug of his shoulders in reply to the other man's singing, pulling the door to the bar open and holding it open until vasquez enters.
criminales is a smattering of people of all shapes and sizes with thing in common this afternoon. they love to drink. okay maybe two things for some, namely that they're either glaring or singing along to the music blaring from the corner.
the song is decidedly appropriate, which is why he joins in on the drunken singing. but damn if he wouldn't kill for a drink to distract him.]
I said no, no, you don't owe me; no, no sure don't owe me a thing