''Thanks,'' George said as he sat down and reached for the glass of still-foaming beer. He took a drink, feeling he might need a good deal of alcohol to get through this,. He toyed with the thick, bitter drink for a moment, scowling at her comment about his looks. True, he had five brothers to choose from, but who else could she mean but the one he saw every day in the mirror?
''Don't worry,'' he said after knocking back his own shot, ''I've been drinking enough lately. So, what's on the agenda for tonight? What can I expect?''