And then, a shot! Clear, clean and cool. Heads dive, turning the whole room shorter in a flash; the barman disappears behind the burnished brass-railed bar. The brothers don't move, but slap each other's shoulder and laugh. "That's a C!" they chime.
Clear, clean and cool.
Heads dive, turning the whole room shorter in a flash; the barman disappears behind the burnished brass-railed bar.
The brothers don't move, but slap each other's shoulder and laugh. "That's a C!" they chime.