"I am."
"I bet you are. After you honey."
"Can I do something for you?"
He looks me up and down. "I don't think you want me to answer that honestly. Dewars on the Rocks."
I shoot him a glance of thinly veiled disgust. His twelve year old daughter was in a minute ago buying a smoothie.
"Anything else?"
He took the hint.
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