[ He's carrying his first six-pack for the night with him as he steps onto the roofdeck, to find Brother Kaz doing exactly the same thing he had in mind. Beer on the roofdeck, under the stars, to think.
He approaches from behind and bumps him playfully on his arm. ]
Looks like I'm not the only one who felt like thinkey-thinkey time.
[ He puts his six pack down, opens one, swigs, then lights up a cigarette. ]
I'll set this before Brig settles down on a ledge away from yours in his open comment. After death?
He approaches from behind and bumps him playfully on his arm. ]
Looks like I'm not the only one who felt like thinkey-thinkey time.
[ He puts his six pack down, opens one, swigs, then lights up a cigarette. ]
Penny for your thoughts?