Devil's Nest [evening]
Jack was so glad that they were out of the rain, even if it was still a little cool and unhumid for his preferences. Tiny was in the back room kicking the hell out of a ukelele (for once, Jack didn't ask), and so Jack sat behind the bar trying to set up a shot glass pyramid.
The locals seemed like the hard-drinkin' type.
The locals seemed like the hard-drinkin' type.