Hey, it might have saved you from lockup. Who knows, around here they might actually work. Can't hurt to have lady luck on your side.

[He was fond of lady luck, even though she was a bitch most of the time. Prone to stabbing you where it hurt when you weren't looking. But weren't all the best women?]

No, thank you. And merry goddamn Christmas Chloe.

[He threw himself back down into the chair and picked up the open bottle again. When wasn't a good time to drink, honestly?]