The bartender was tall and burly, with a black beard that looked like it was so tough it would have to trimmed with a pair of hedge clippers. His fingernails probably needed the same treatment.
"What'll it be?" he asked in a voice that sounded like gravel falling out of a dumptruck.
"Bourbon on the rocks," I said.
The bartender looked at Mason, who said, "Bloody Mary."
We turned and looked at the stage. A man came out wearing a blue tuxedo and a grin. He looked like a gameshow host.
"Good evening, folks, and welcome to The Devil's Den!"
Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
Sounds like Bluto was moonlighting at The Devil’s Den.
Christopher over 2 years ago
I wasn't thinking about that but it kind of sounds like him now that you mention it.