lukecge:

             ‘ trust me, my man. i’ve definitely dealt with worse. 
               most of the guys come through here smellin’ like
               shit. you definitely don’t smell like shit. ‘

                      as soon as luke saw the man finish up his beer, 
                      he grabbed another and slid it to him. it was 
                      more of a reflex than anything else. he liked
                      to keep his customers happy. and if that meant
                      they left totally wasted, than more power to them. 

             ‘ n’aw, not too bad. a little rough, but that’s normal. 
                            —- got a name ? ‘

              “ i’m glad i don’t. i try to take good care of myself. ”

                        other than the fights, but those helped take care of himself
                        in another way. it was the only way he could vent his anger
                        properly without letting it build up. hurt someone who was
                        practically asking for it and maybe make a buck or two off
                        of it as well. he took the beer as it was given to him and
                        offered a smile.

                “ LAYNE. and thanks. you got a name yourself? ”