The noise of space and the clinking of glasses ceased to irritate after another portion of brandy. Puffs of smoke obscured the dark palette of the interior.

Alice lazily lit a cigarette, filling the bar with semi-sweet smoke. She handed the bartender an empty glass. In a few hours, the curly boy learned to understand her signals and preferences in alcohol.

The glass filled, and the smoke lingered longer than usual in the lungs.

After meeting the detective at a fancy restaurant, she realized that the victory had failed. I called a taxi and headed to the disastrous establishment. Calmed herself down. Thoughts ran through my head that no one...