I just figured you’d cut yourself off after two or something. I’ve been waiting for you to come out with something along the lines of…” I cleared my throat, pitching my voice low. “‘A good warrior never dulls his senses with drink. I must always be ready to fight.’” Fisher leaned back in his chair “That’s supposed to be me?” “That is you,” I said. “Bullshit. I don’t sound that pretentious.”
