» Fri May 27, 2011 3:15 pm
Aest grabs the wheel and whispers lowly to Brian
Aest:We've gone this far, I think it's fair enough to trust we can clear them.
Aest nods and loosens his grip on the wheel
Aest: So, Thomas, we've got cigars, cigarrettes,whiskey,beer, and scotch, want anything? Oh, and before you say I'm a drunk, this for going to Kansas and back.