" Colin rubbed his neck with his hand, regarding me like a hopeful puppy dog. "Are you sure you wouldn't prefer just to fling something at me and get it over with?"
I leaned back against the cushioned back of the banquette, folded my arms across my chest, and waited.
"Dempster?" I prompted.
Colin considered for a moment, contemplated the olive plate, considered some more, and came out with, "We don't get on."
"That much I figured out on my own."
Colin shifted restlessly in his seat. "It's a long story."
I patted the side of the glass carafe. "We have a large carafe of wine."
Colin let himself relax into a rueful grin. "I really am sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into it."
"Since I've already been dragged," I suggested, grasping the carafe with two hands and tipping it forwards over his glass, "it would be nice to know what's going on."
"Thanks." Colin took the glass I held out to him. He raised it an ironic salute. "Cheers. "
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I leaned back against the cushioned back of the banquette, folded my arms across my chest, and waited. "Dempster?" I prompted.
Colin considered for a moment, contemplated the olive plate, considered some more, and came out with, "We don't get on."
"That much I figured out on my own."
Colin shifted restlessly in his seat. "It's a long story."
I patted the side of the glass carafe. "We have a large carafe of wine."
Colin let himself relax into a rueful grin. "I really am sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into it."
"Since I've already been dragged," I suggested, grasping the carafe with two hands and tipping it forwards over his glass, "it would be nice to know what's going on."
"Thanks." Colin took the glass I held out to him. He raised it an ironic salute. "Cheers." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>