“Good, I’m right hungry. There’s nothing like a plate o’ spaghetti washed down wi’ a glass o’ Scotch.”
Jimmy sat down and shook out his napkin. “Sure you weren’t waiting for anyone, were you?”
“As a matter of fact, I’ve been stood up.”
“That’s the women for ye,” said Jimmy. “And do ye know the answer, Hamish?”
“No.”
“Get drunk!”
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