Snippet #1279439

"Well Ahm from Oregon, were known fer salmon, flowers and alchoholics."

Almost as to prove his point he pulled a flask from his pocket and took a deep draft, almost offering the flask to Marissa he reconsidered as she didn't seem the type. However who knows? Hell everybody should have a drink nowadays and Tom wasn't one to be stingy. Noticing Marissa's bag Thomas assumed she worked in a casino before the outbreak, she could be a valuable guide.

"Aye Ah think Vegas is the way to go, If ah knows were Ah am then were about sixty miles outside of Pahrump Nevada. Its a trek through the mountains n' we can be to the outskirts of Vegas in a few weeks, although we could take the roads but it'd be a hell of alot more dangerous."

Motioning toward Emily Tom whispered,
"An between you 'n me Ah dont relish the idea of gettin the chitlin hurt."

Scratching at his beard Tom said
"Thats assumin o' course you care tah join us, Ahm lookin tah head out at dawn, in case yah havent noticed ah needs a shave.

Almost draining the rest of his flask he quickly added
"And a refill."