Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 58

There was a loud silence as Rocco looked hurt, and then we both burst out laughing and hugged a quick hug that only self-styled macho men know how to do.

He pointed to a chair in front of his desk and said, "Sit! Sit! I got a bottle of motor oil I've been saving for a special occasion. And this is it, pally!"

He went around the desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a bottle of bourbon. He also took out a couple of cloudy looking shot glasses. He poured them both full and handed one to me...