"I work most every day," he replied, shrugging a bit. "Not enough hours in the day, it seems, for what I have on my desk."
And he had been working every day the past two weeks or so. Maybe a day off would do him good. But what would he find if he didn't go in? Gumboil was a good man, but had his own concerns in the MLE, though perhaps they could work out a rotation so one of them was always on duty. Then again, how did he know he could trust Gumboil?
He sipped his beer, watching the other man. "Full moon's soon then?"