He was probably going to polish off this first bottle, grab what was left of the second, and take off. Look at this city with his eyes a little more open. Wend his way around until the night ended and he could go back to... his place. Huh.

Do you like tricks?

Cassidy had been looking off at an angle, but the question brought his attention back to her. And she was back to trying to help him, or at least make him feel better, which had the unfortunate consequence of reminding Cassidy that he currently felt like shite.

“Not usually.”