Looks like 'Ri dunt think it went well either, 'cause she's got this stricken look all 'v a sudden 'n shes "John...I wanted to tell you. But I-I found out I couldn't...not really. Sorry." She goes off t'the bar. Damn. I finish my beer as she comes back, the bartender trailin' her with a dish 'a fries. I shake my head as she sits back down. "I - it ain't that, 'Ri. I shouldn't 'a mentioned the Tower like that. I dint know you knew 'bout it, and now Luke thinks it's you folk who're tangled up with it when it really ain't your fault." I poke through the fries, but I ain't so hungry now.

"I should 'a just kept my mouth shut 'n asked you later. Luke - he's just worried 'bout me 'cause I met some folks who ain't too friendly." I think that might be part 'a it, really. He's worried I'm goin' t'fall in with folk like the hound-god, 'r Conley 'n his smugness. "He means well, he really does."