As his crushed beer hat exits to space, Izaak gives his head one final shake, and grins
"Right! Now, I'm going to finish this last Bloody Corsair, and take one for the road. Sophie!"
"Yes hon?"
"Let me pay for the drinks last night, it'll give Derek a little tab to work with," as he hands her a wad of bills, "and a little extra for the cleaners..."
Taking the final Bloody Corsair, he strolls for the door, pausing only to throw a final decicred into the tip jar.
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.