Clint Preoccupied

It was the ricochet more than the gunshot which startled Clint. Since the moment he'd escaped from his embarrassment in front of the older men into the sanctuary of McGinley's kitchen, his mind was roiled. Preoccupied with thoughts of Anna Cody, he'd grabbed a whisky bottle off a shelf and put it on the table; he fetched water from the well and found cups and glasses in a cabinet. Then, staring at the shelf, he wondered where he'd put the whisky bottle.
Silently, he moved glasses and the rediscovered whisky bottle absent -mindedly around on a brightly decorated wooden tray.