Swag
“They had been in once before and watched a couple of big winners buy rounds for the house. They weren’t sure if bars were worth it and picked this one as a good place to find out.
When they went in at 1:30 A.M., a half hour before closing, it was filled with the sound of voices and country music playing on the jukebox. The bar section was still very much alive, though the tables were empty now and the waitress was standing by the service station counting her tips.
Once they pulled their... guns, Stick would cover the people at the bar and put them down on the floor while Frank concentrated on the bartender, a woman, and got her to empty the cash register. Before Frank could get his Python out, Stick touched him on the arm.
“Let’s sit down.”
They got a table. The waitress brought them a couple of draft beers and left.
“The guy with the hair,” Stick said, “at the end of the bar.”MoreLess
When they went in at 1:30 A.M., a half hour before closing, it was filled with the sound of voices and country music playing on the jukebox. The bar section was still very much alive, though the tables were empty now and the waitress was standing by the service station counting her tips.
Once they pulled their... guns, Stick would cover the people at the bar and put them down on the floor while Frank concentrated on the bartender, a woman, and got her to empty the cash register. Before Frank could get his Python out, Stick touched him on the arm.
“Let’s sit down.”
They got a table. The waitress brought them a couple of draft beers and left.
“The guy with the hair,” Stick said, “at the end of the bar.”MoreLess
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