Re: quicklog: Atticus, Casper, Carver, Michael, Will
Got one. Didn't even need to proposition the bartender. [Atticus said of his beer. He lifted the glass as proof, and he leaned on his pool stick. Will and Michael still retained enough of their younger selves for him to know who he was looking at. Well, Will did. Michael he'd seen around the B&B.] Will. Michael.
[Atticus had an entire literary arsenal at his disposal, but he just went with the basic greeting. Names. Couldn't read into that, not that he expected Michael or Will to. Carver would be the hard sell here, and Atticus took a long glug from his beer as Michael warned Will about hustles. Atticus laughed low and smacked his lips to chase the beer's hop-tartness away.] You know me. Hustling's too much work. [More seriously.] No religion or sex jokes tonight. Fair? [Which was addressed mostly to Michael. Atticus didn't think Will was going to joke about Jesus or sex dolls.]