"I'd say. I would have killed myself a long time ago working in this kind of shithole."
He shot the second serving of tequila and salted the lime this time before biting into it. It was in the wrong order and all a strange combination of tastes; he didn't even know why he liked tequila shots.
Maybe he didn't actually like tequila shots. But who was he to complain since Nyx was the one offering him the drink?
"Lots to do? For you maybe. This place is boring as hell for me." He had to start his own fun and clearly Nyx didn't appreciate it. He figured that not many would actually appreciate it.
"Guess there's nowhere else for an old man like me to go, though. Nice to know that a granny like you has settled down here."