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“You got it,” Trevor said, clearly irritated

“Dumbass,” Nicholasthat stupid”

“Rub it on in, why don’t ya?” Trevor pushed away frolad we drove separately I’m down for the count, fellas If she shows, tell her hello for me”

“We’ll do it,” Nicholas said, turning up his bottle and finishing off his fourth beer

“I have a feeling we should both call it a night,” Harley said “I’ to tie one on”

“I’ht,” Nicholas infor up his bottle so the bartender could see it “I’”

“Well I’” Harley pointed at Trevor “How many have you had?”

“One I’ood”

Harley rose to leave then, too Apparently Nicholas was going stag “This is why I asked Mac to co Impatient bastards”

“Love and such to you, too, asshole,” Trevor said, slapping hi ‘em down, stay here or call for a ride”

The bartender set a bottle in front of him “On your tab?”

“Keep ‘e,” Nicholas said

“Go easy, bud,” Harley said, slinging his leather jacket over his shoulder “We have cattle to work tomorrow”

“You have cattle to work I’m off all weekend”

“Shit” Harley frowned “Who’s with me tomorrow?”