A grimace grew over Thomas's face, "Me too and if he is as dumb as you say," Bash's expectations were always sky high, "then maybe keep him away from the store bottles." Thomas stood up and clapped Bash on the shoulder, "And before you decide to throttle him, come find me. I'd hate for you to see disciplinary action over someone else's stupidity."
Thomas dropped his paper cup into the trash and headed for the door, "I should probably get back to my rounds, I'll see what we are low on and see you before the days out."