[ Q: What's a pet- and house-sitting mun to do when she realizes the NIN show she thought she was going to tonight is actually tomorrow?
A: She gives a cowboy an EP, ohhellsyesshedoes. ]
Ben's at the bar, sketchbook by his elbow and omnipresent whiskey in front of him.
"Miss Bar, you remember that water
glass you
gave me a lil' bit back?"
A beat and a slight head-tilt at the counter.
"What was that, anyway?"
Instead of an explanatory napkin, a
book appears.
Ben quirks an eyebrow.
And starts reading.
It's research.
[ tiny tags: dan evans, the russian astronaut ]