“Drink whatever you like and as much as you like,” O’Neill said, “because this is all on me.” “Oh, no,” Parsons said. “We invited you to join us.” “I don’t care,” O’Neill insisted. “If it wasn’t for you fellows, I’d be on the town alone. Hell, that’s no fun.” “Well,” Jamison said, “I really don’t think it’s fair for you—” “It certainly wouldn’t be fair, Elliot. We’ll each pay for a round, how’s that?” “No, sir!” O’Neill objected.
