Snippet #1810194

Lee was a nice guy, overly polite, a veritable boy scout and a massive light weight. By his fourth beer Lee was barely able to remain balanced on the stool, relying on Dean to hold him up.

"Y-You know what we should do? You know what we should do? We should jus- we should just get on our bikes and just go. Just go and start a business."

Dean couldn't help but laugh at the guys drunken proposal.

"You sure are knocking back those brews eh slugger?"

Dean asked with a smirk. Lee just swallowed hard before continuing.

"You know I've never told anyone this but I am soooooooooooo good at cursive. I-I don't usually write in- in cursive but I'm really good. Really good."

Dean laughed again and patted him on the back.

"Yeah you're flagged big guy. So now that you're happily drunk what can you tell me about your friend back there?"

Lee swung his head around lazily to look back into the crowd.

"Wah friend???"

"The pretty brunette you were talking with earlier chief."

Lee took a minute to remember then he smiled dumbly as it hit him.

"Yesh thats Jacqueline. Shes really pretty."

Dean nodded in agreement.

"She sure is pal. What does she do for a living?"

"Jacqueline?"

"Yep Jacqueline."

Dean said keeping him on topic.

"She works here at ummm the bar. B-but umm i dunno she had err has moneys. Like lots of moneys."

"Too much for a waitress." Dean thought without a word as Lee continued.

"She lives with her sister umm whats her name... Katie... no... Kaylee?.... KNATILEE!"

He shouted in victory at remembering her name. Dean just shook his head with a chuckle.