Well, we would not want to wear you out too early, friend. Come on, lets have a tea or the nearest thing they have to tea.

[Except no one had good Eastern European tea, fruity and citrus and cinnamon and hot, just the thing to tear open chilled sinuses and warm throats. Everyone had Asian or British teas. Maybe they would at least have something new.]

I will just keep you in mind to share my bottle of vodka when I get it.

So ah, Miles. I am sorry I broke his fingers. I did not know that he was made of twigs. It is very lucky I did not snap his neck.

[He might have back-handed him that once.]