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It ain’t all that bad. You want some music?”“Christ, no.”“You just want to sit her and nobody bother you. Okay,” said Ernie. He walked away, spinning the inverted tray on his forefinger, and Mark had a couple of sips of his drink. He waited for some pleasant effect, and when none came, he finished the drink in a gulp. “Ernie? Bring me another shot, will you?”“Right,” said Ernie. He served a second shot glass of the bourbon. “You got enough soda there? Yeah, you got enough soda.”“I don’t want any soda. I’m drinking this straight.”“Yeah, bourbon ought to be drunk straight. Bourbon has a flavor that if you ask me, you oughtn’t to dilute it. That is, if you happen to like the taste of bourbon in the first place. Personally, I don’t. I’ll take a drink of bourbon, like if I’m at a football game to see the New York Giants. Or you take if I’m out in the woods, looking for deer, I usely take a pint of rye with me, or sometimes bourbon. It’ll ward off the cold and the taste lasts longer. But for all-day drinking, I stick to scatch. You don’t get tired of the taste of scatch. Your rye and your bourbon, they’re too sweet if you’re gonna drink all day. You know a funny thing about scatch, it’s getting to be the most popular drink in France and Japan. That was in an article I read, this magazine I get. You know, in this business we get these magazines. I guess you have them in the car business. Trade publications, they’re known as.”
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