They took-up a booth at the rear of the lounge. Evan carefully selecting the table because of its proximity to the bar’s rear exit that spilled out into the far side of the bowling alley. As they entered, the bartender had been busy washing wine glasses in a basin tucked away under the bar. He looked up at Evan and Angela while they seated themselves and said, “There’s no waitress on duty, so if you folks would like anything just let me know.” “Two coffees,” replied Evan, and then he looked down at Liam. “And a milk for the kid if you got it.” “Chocolate,” Liam demanded. “Chocolate milk,” Evan called back to the bartender. “Yeah, I should be able handle that,” the bartender responded. “We usually keep milk on hand for when people order Find anything of value that someone would want returned? Come privy to information that other people might not want people finding out about?” “No. My life could not be more anymore unimaginative. It’s just me and Liam every day, same routine, same schedule. The monotony of our lives is practically stifling. And I certainly didn’t need any more problems after the mess you’d made of it.” Evan just remained silent, his compunction unabashed. The old man at the bar suddenly began coughing which worked well at breaking up the awkward moment between Evan and Angela. The old man’s hack quickly escalated into a gag where he brought up what sounded like a decent amount of phlegm, which he then deposited into a handkerchief. Evan glanced at him briefly, and then shifted his eyes back to Angela. The bartender arrived with their drinks and then asked if he could get them anything else, to which Angela said, “No, thank you. This will be fine for now.” The bartender then gave a perfunctory head nod and left for back behind the bar where he could wait on a heavily tattooed man who had come in and stood holding a twenty at the bar’s far “It’s been ever since I walked out on you, leaving you with nothing and your life in shambles. I wanted to walk away never to think about you again, but I couldn’t. I don’t know what it is about you that I can’t get away from, you’re like some kind of drug.” The old man started back up again, this time even worse than before. Evan glanced over at him having become irritated that his conversation with Angela having been interrupted. “You alright there, pops?” Evan asked. “That cough sounds pretty bad.” The old man continued to gag eventually bring something up that he also deposited into the handkerchief. “I’ll be fine,” he said sounding shaky. “I just can hardly breathe with the stench of that angel you got with you.” “Oh, it’s Angela,” Angela said speaking up. “And I’m sorry if my perfume is bothering you?” “No, Angel, it’s your soul that bothers me.” Angela was left taken aback by the old man’s comment and had quickly become speechless, her eyes searching Evan’s for an answer to the response she had gotten from the old man over the question she had asked. Evan looked at her, then took to staring down the old man after having become rigid over seeing Angela’s face turn
...ed the narrator have they seen Al because his bike was on the ground. The narrator was speechless and is thinking to himself “I wanted to get out of the car and retch, I wanted to go home to my parents’ house and crawl into bed” (par. 33). Also when the lady asked them if they wanted to take some drugs and party, the narrator just looked at her and said “I thought I was going to cry” (par. 35). Before these events, the narrator would have partied with the girls but now after going through these experiences, he realized he isn’t bad as he thought himself to be.
Florence is in her headquarters at the hospital, she works at. She is writing a letter to a patient's mother. When all of a sudden, Mary, a fellow nurse, walks in. Mary and Florence talk about how nice it is to work with each other and how happy Mary is here. Mary quotes, “ I’m glad I’m here with you Miss Nightengale. Good Night.” at the end of their discussion.Also, they talk about how both of their families don’t really want them there. They talk for a little and Florence seems very at home and happy. Later, after Mary had left, two gentlemen come to talk to Florence. It is Dr. Goodale and Dr. Hall that have come to speak with her. After talking for a while they both leave and let Florence to her work. In the hospital, Florence seemed like an entire new person, she was much more
Aaron was invited over to a classmate’s (Billy Thompson) house after he had won a marble competition; Aaron and Billy (who was being bullied) challenged the older boys. After the marble competition Billy invited Aaron over for a coke, while on the ride home with Billy and Billy’s mother Mrs. Thompson they saw Aaron’s father Mr. Kurlander sitting on the side of the road with his box of wickless candles, and Mrs. Thompson said ‘it’s a shame no one will ever buy those candles they do not even work’. While Aaron slipped deeper into the seat with embarrassment, and also in hopes that his father would not see him driving past in the Thompson’s car. While he was visiting Mrs. Thompson and Billy had asked if Aaron would stay for supper and Aaron began to lie about his family. He made a story up that his mother had a montage tournament, and that he has to help set up, because his father is not there because his father was a pilot for the military. Aaron was very envious of his classmates; because they were from higher socioeconomic statuses and with each question Aaron nervously took sips of his Coke every time he was to answer a question regarding what exactly his family
"One whiskey for me 'an my friend" he muttered, sliding his glass across the counter towards the bartender.
Like a regular discord between long term friends, both parties argued back and forth in a rousing manner until Dennis had to excuse himself. Before saying goodbye, Dennis proceeded to say he was going “ask the waitress out tonight”, regardless of Charlie’s feelings, and that Charlie had to make sure to Paddy’s Pub’s basement and the bathrooms were clean, in case Dennis brought “the waitress” back to the bar. The waitress, a woman that works in a coffee shop near by, has been the object of Charlie’s love and desire for “most his life”, a fact that Dennis was well
“If only ya’ had listen’d” George whispered as tears swelled in his eyes. Slim looked away and shouted at an elderly man who worked at the bar and was cleaning down tables. “Two whiskey’s please.”
2. “When they entered the apartment, Louie went straight to his cache of liquor. It was the time of night when the need usually took hold of him, but for the first time in years, Louie had no desire to drink.”
As I entered the pub, I noticed business was usual, that is, both the dinner side and bar side were at capacity. I quickly walked pass the waitresses and entered the bar area, which was completely packed. There were people eating dinner, watching sports, playing on the billiard table, and of course, sitting at and around the bar drinking and laughing. I walked around the bar trying to locate a table for myself, but they were all occupied. I stood there for a minute or so regretting my decision to conduct observations at the Pub at the beginning of a weekend. Finally, after a short awkward wait, a table opened up in the corner of the bar, so I rushed over and got a seat.
Shortly before he went into the theater, he stopped at tavern for a drink. While in the bar an
Christian:That's very generous, but you know I don't drink. Please, tell him thanks, but no thanks” (49).
It is still Saturday night and Holden is bored so he goes to the club in the hotel. The waiter will not serve him alcohol. At the next table there are three women who are giggling at him. Holden asks the ladies to dance. Holden find out that the ladies are from Seattle, Washington. After the ladies leave the club Holden gets bored because there are no drinks are and no girls, so he leave. In the lobby he sits down in a chair and thinks about Jane Gallagher.
They fell into a long silence. Sam finished his beer. Antonello’s second glass of wine sat untouched. They turned to watch the chef in his checked pants and white jacket leaning across the pool table, the cue aimed at a ball in the far corner, he was completely focused on the game, taking his time, shifting to the right and then back, and then again, as if nothing else existed. It took him three shots to finish the game. The barman laughed, ‘At this rate I’ll still be paying for your drinks into the next
Sam and Chellani are at the bar throwing back shots one after the other racing to see who could get a buzz first. So far they had guzzled down a whole bottle of whiskey and were now consuming vodka. Both of them hated vodka but It was the only way to break their year long tie. Sam threw up twice between the transition of alcoholic beverages, but Chellani remained unfazed. Grillby, the bartender, watched the two hardheads closely everytime they walked into the bar. If they were with friends, usually they would both drink one beer then turn to sweet tea later. When they arrived in matching t-shirts along with handfuls of cash, that meant Grillby needed to hide the whiskey. Grillby was the so called “referee” for the two and was also one of their
After paying, the student tells Chris that he will see her in another six weeks, and to take care. Before opening the glass door Joe throws the student a wave. “Hey, when you’re done with that English paper bring us a copy, I’ll put it up on my wall and make yah famous!” he says. Returning his wave, the student walks into the light of the setting sun; the sounds of the barber shop diminish. Looking through the shop window, he sees Hector sweeping up the hair of his last customer. Shouts from the nearby Cantina, interrupted by a blast from a car horn, take the place of the low, metallic murmur of the clipping shears.
Ed opened his mouth, words wheezing in between each intake breath and his wet hair plastered over one