Rylee took the glass full glass in his hand and hid a frown. There was a lot of straight whiskey in that glass and he realized he couldn't be rude and not finish it all. He would have to drink it very slowly to avoid getting drunk. But for now, he swallowed back a mouthful and nearly choked as the liquid burned his throat.
Covering up his choking with a slight cough he held the glass tightly in his hand as he settled back into Samuel's couch and looked at his neighbor. "Going to the range sometime in the future would be nice. I've never fired from a SSAR-15 and any deal on ammo I'll take."
He tried to relax but knew he hadn't answered Samuel's question. Frowning, he took another swig of the whiskey, and turned to his neighbor. "This is probably really weird but I just wanted some advice... about..." He felt his cheeks begin to grow hot and he took another sip of the whiskey. Okay, he felt better now. "I was wonderin' if you could give me some advice on women."