[ It had been a half-formed, idle thought really. But then he asks her, and she considers it a little more. Finally, as she reaches to pour the last of the bottle into both their cups, she answers mildly: ]
I don't know. There's probably an empty rooftop somewhere with a nice view of hell and nobody to bother two drunk killers.
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I don't know. There's probably an empty rooftop somewhere with a nice view of hell and nobody to bother two drunk killers.