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[themanclion]

When Gene comes in tonight, he looks cheerful enough. As usual, he heads straight for the bar and orders a pint with a whiskey chaser. He's a bit thrown when he gets a napkin instead.

'...you what?'

Another napkin, which says much the same thing.

'Not on your bloody life, luv.'

Yet another, with the same polite request and, just maybe, a mention of the

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[scots_wolf]

"Now you will have to serve me scotch," Urquhart says, leaning on the bar and grinning like a shark at the tender.

[themanclion]

His eyes harden but he doesn't move.

'As I keep gettin' told, it don' matter here.'

Except to him, it seems.

[scots_wolf]

"Good," Urquhart says. "You're learning. Now learn a little more and serve me my drink."

[themanclion]

'Nice try.'

Or not.

'I sai' I keep gettin' told it. Didn' say I agreed with it.

An' it don' matter what you say, you're gettin' no drink off me. Dunno 'ow stupid you are, askin' for the same thing over an' over when its obvious I ain't goin' t'budge.'

[scots_wolf]

"I don't know about obvious," Urquhart says. "Everybody has a breaking point."

[themanclion]

'An' you ain' capable of reachin' mine.'

Not when they're on opposite sides of the bar, anyway. Not when all he has to do is stand here to win.

In other circumstances, it might be different.

[scots_wolf]

"I'm not just going to believe you because you say so, am I?" Urquhart says.

[themanclion]

He shrugs and rolls his eyes.

'Keep tryin' then, Goldilocks. I ain' got much longer behind here an' you'll still be sitting 'ere thirsty when I'm walking back off 'ome.'

[scots_wolf]

"I will wait around to see you slink off, yes," Urquhart says. "Because if I believed you now, that would be giving up?"

[themanclion]

Gene looks at him like the maggot he clearly is.

'Slink off? Since when is walkin' out of a door t'go back to work classed as slinkin' off. You're really scrapin' the barrel if tha's the best you got.'

The latter half of his comment is ignored because it doesn't even make sense.

[scots_wolf]

"You know what you have to do to get rid of me," Urquhart says.

[themanclion]

'Yeah.'

He checks his watch.

'Wait abou' five minutes until the bar wakes up again, an' go home.'

[scots_wolf]

"At least the bar will give me something to drink."

[themanclion]

'Then you shoul' be 'appy as Larry, shouldn' you?'

Not going to rise to him and not going to give in.

Tick, tock.

[scots_wolf]

"Why is Larry happy?" Urquhart says, grinning.

[themanclion]

'If you need English lesson, Hamish, get 'em somewhere else.'

He remains stone-faced in response to the grin.

No surprise there then.