From: "Winter" <bridgewalker@...>

> > Gavin walks down the semi-hidden staircase behind the bar, snags the
> > leather-covered ledger from under the corner of Winter's bar, and nods
at
> > Winter's inquiring ("?Drink?") glance...
>
> 3 fingers of Bushmills, delivered with a clasp on the shoulder.

Gavin pats Winter's meaty hand as it lands softly on his shoulder, looking
into Winter's eyes for a moment with a shared smile. The low lighting
accentuates the lines in Gavin's face, foreshadowing his appearance in
future years.

With a deep breath and an audible release, Gavin turns back to the books,
sipping the Bushmill's absently...

G