"Some people are just boring, I guess," Lee says, and takes the seat next to her, leaving a cushion between them, mostly without thinking about it, "You'll come to terms with it eventually."

His drink still in his hand, he doesn't sip again yet, instead swirling it just a little as he waits for Molly's response. It's good scotch, and it seems a shame to just down it like it's bottom of the barrel swill.