Geddoe lifted his higher and knocked it against Jack's. "May they all be able to get a drink when they really need one," he added to the toast, and then took a deep drink. Enough to finish his off - time for a second. He flagged the bartender with one gloved finger.

"I don't mind the quiet stretches," Geddoe added, making idle small talk until his drink came. "Now that I've been here long enough to know what's possible."