“I catch public transport.” I shrugged. “Weird is a given. Though this morning’s specialty was what I could only assume was the walk of shame for a guy wearing a silver sequin dress and dirty work boots. He had amazing calf and thigh muscles, and from his shoulders and hands, I think maybe he’s in construction. I was going to ask where he kept his wallet, but he smelled of bourbon and regret and I didn’t want to wear his vomit.”
