[He laughs, after he's taken the number. He memorizes it, but tucks it into his inside breast pocket anyway, smile still pulling at his mouth. He recognizes the style, and the idea of someone to go drinking with is, he has to admit, a bit appealing. Probably more healthy than drinking home alone.
Not alone, he reminds himself. Vesper will be there.]
Our flat's in Chelsea. But I think we'll drink from your reservoir, if it sits outside proper time.
[spam]
Not alone, he reminds himself. Vesper will be there.]
Our flat's in Chelsea. But I think we'll drink from your reservoir, if it sits outside proper time.