"Ah," he sounds, one finger lifting as he pads towards his refrigerator. "You're lucky to have chosen tonight. After the raid on a few poacher camps, I managed to snag a bottle for myself amid what I got back for the bar. Hope you like red." Considering that she was fucking Red, Raylan assumed so.
He continued as he pulled out a half full wine bottle and got a mug down for her - Sorry Misty, the new apartment did not come with glassware.
"Bein' a pet person means you got a steady place to stay and see it everyday. My job doesn't really let me do that, so its better if I don't." The US Marshal's mug was pushed towards her as he switched bottles and refilled his own.
"That an' I'm used to dealin' with aggressive dogs trained to take the nuts of the closest squirrel with anything resembling a badge."
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He continued as he pulled out a half full wine bottle and got a mug down for her - Sorry Misty, the new apartment did not come with glassware.
"Bein' a pet person means you got a steady place to stay and see it everyday. My job doesn't really let me do that, so its better if I don't." The US Marshal's mug was pushed towards her as he switched bottles and refilled his own.
"That an' I'm used to dealin' with aggressive dogs trained to take the nuts of the closest squirrel with anything resembling a badge."