"You fuck off!" Leon laughed at Clarke as he got his three shots. "Anyone who wants to get 'tween me and my shit is gonna see what it's like to get in front of a momma bear. I'll be a dumbass right now if I goddamned well want, I've only got six months left until I have to... to... fuck, Penny, what is it I gotta do? Oh, right, stop getting a bunch of ass 'cause I need to set a good example for whatever the hell the kid's gonna be."
One-two-three, Leon downed his shots rapidfire and looked around for the slice of lime that was supposed to come with those things. Well, fuck it, he hadn't done the salt, either. If he still wanted to suck a lime slice he had some at home.
Probably. Maybe. Whatever.
"Who wants to drive me home? Or walk me? I didn't drive. Don't think I walked, either. One hell of a walk. I'd get halfway home and pass out on a bench and everybody would think I'm homeless, but I'm not, because I've got a bitchin' apartment. Hey, most of you been in there, so tell me: You guys think I should get one of those ceiling mirror things? Be pretty hot."