" Wilde!” Nicole called out, clearly happy to see him. She brought him a beer. When it came to beer, he was, like the hotel, “unfussy,” but he enjoyed whatever local ale was on tap. Today, that was a “blonde lager” from the Asbury Park Brewery. Nicole leaned over the bar to buss his cheek. Tom down at the other end gave him a wave. "

― Harlan Coben , The Boy from the Woods (Wilde, #1)