Re: Cat + Jack: booze and books
The cash register drew a swift line under reality, and while it was all very pleasant talk of books and poetry, and all very pointed picking apart of assertion (not that she made many of her own in exchange). She took his books away from him, and Jack reached into shirt pocket and jotted down the names of characters Cat clearly had never met and never knew.
"Avocado bathroom suites and all. A returned drink, of course." Sarcasm and not a word on roots or otherwise - it was ridiculous, buying a house had no ulterior meaning or motive than purchasing a dwelling - and he slid off the stool and left her to Johnny and to the recalcitrant register with Austen, Auden and Bronte folded carefully into much faded cotton.