<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96234.msg4192965#msg4192965">Quote from: NiceTexasGuy on 28-01-2011, 21:49:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong><em>"You guys do drink, don't you?"</em></strong><br/><br/>If and when they agreed that they did, in fact, drink beer with their pizza, she would then ask what kind.  Putting them on the spot, perhaps?  Or maybe not.  It didn't matter.  An address and phone number would be supplied (she could always erase their memories later so they wouldn't stalk her) and then an idea.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I can at home, but not here. Not legally anyway..." he added, implying that he wasn't about to let that stop him. Even though it actually had, as finding a fake ID cost more money than he felt five months' worth of occasional drinking deserved.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=96234.msg4192965#msg4192965">Quote from: NiceTexasGuy on 28-01-2011, 21:49:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em><strong>"So, I know why Frank isn't in school.  What about you?" </strong> </em>  directed to Rob.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I had to be in because of a furniture delivery where I'm staying. Or actually didn't<em>have</em>to, it turns out, but was able to get away with it." He half smiled at his ingenuity in escaping an hour of maths, an hour of English, and lots of weak jokes about how he should know all that already, and some study hall.