"City propels itself. Don't know how, though. Don't think no one asked, neither." Of course, Jesse hadn't exactly stayed very long at the press conference. Somebody might have.
He poured some more of the liquor into the poor guy's glass, shaking his head. Seemed like a hell of a thing, to get so much shit dumped on you all at the same time.
"So wait. Yer wife is here, in this place already? This thing with her happened after yer death yesterday? Like, you were killed, popped in here, found yer wife, and discovered that she was with another guy?"