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What's my deadline?"

"Just stay with it until you have soo out of town for a while I'll check in with you the day after to"

"Can I ask a question?"

"Sure"

"Is this really important?"

"Yes," Pitt said slowly, "I think it is Maybe ine"

When Pitts father opened the door to his colonial home on Massachusetts Avenue in Bethesda, Maryland, he wore a faded Pair Of khaki Pants and a well-snagged pullover sweater The Socrates Of the Senate was noted for his expensive and fashionable suits, always eolden poppy in the lapel But out of the public eye he dressed like a rancher cae

"Dirk!" he said with pleasure, giving his son a war "I see you too infrequently these days"

Pitt put his arm around the Senator's shoulder, and they walked side by side into a paneled den with rifled bookshelves stretching fro A fire flickered under an ornate mantel carved from teak

The Senator motioned his son to a chair and walked behind a wet bar

"Boin martini with a twist, isn't it?"

"A bit cool for gin How about a Jack Daniel's straight up"

"Every man to his own poison"

"How's Mom?"

"She's at sohfalutin spa, a fat farht She'll be back day after tomorroo pounds heavier"