That was a travesty. 80 plus dudes dressed like butterflies, being more respectful at times than the guys at the Guild. Some things we're just not cool, and that was one of them.

Piss quality beer didn't phase Gary, he's probably never had better, but it was cold and he had good company. Even if sometimes he didn't know how to act around her, he enjoyed Sheila's company.

"I've heard some pretty gnarly stuff about old Hollywood for sure, did she die old? Huh. I guess I'm reading her Wiki later." And he so would. When she spoke up again, he nodded. "Oh yeah, that's like the second-best rain kiss I've ever seen. Tobey's Spider-Man totally gets the first place there. Wicked cool."