Look what I got us…

Shots!

Shots!

All right, Daniel. What is wrong?

What do you mean?

You don’t just go get me shots unless you need to talk?

Yeah. Well. It’s just that my dad is in town.

Is he? Well why are you not out, all about with him?

He’s out with business friends tonight.

Oh, and that makes you sad? Because you want to be spending maximum time with him?

No! I want to spend no more time with him!

But he is your father.

Right. Did you know when I was twelve he asked me if I intended to do something with my life or did I want to just be a failure? When I was twelve. He’s not exactly my role model.

Then why see him at all?

Because he’s my father.

Truth’s. I do understand. My parents, all the love, no, but my aunt Erugina. She was a handful. Hitting us children with brushes, chasing us around and out of the houses, telling us we were worthless flies. Yes.

Worthless flies?

So she said.

Yeah, so you get it.

Sadly, I do.

So I’m not sure what to do. We’re supposed to go to dinner again tomorrow night and I really don’t want to.

So do not.

He’s my father.

Daniel. While you do not want to, you must do one or the other. Regretting either choice will only ensure you have times of horribleness. Either choice, commit and enjoy as best possible.

Hey, do you want come with me?

Not in the slightest, no.

But?

I will give with the advice here, truth’s. But to go with you, to be put in the middle of such things? I have not had enough to drink to agree to that.

I can get us another round!

Tempting, but no. This lion’s cage you go into yourself.

But I don’t want to!

There, there.

I want to just … maybe he’ll cancel?

Doubts. Still is possible. Maybe?

Not really. All right, fine, I’ll, uhm … maybe I can…

Just go to dinner, Daniel, and if it gets too bad, leave.

I can’t just leave.

Sure, you pick yourself up and walk out the door. Is simple. Watch.

No, but Natasha it isn’t … Natasha?

…

…

…

See?

Welcome back.

Thank you.

But I can’t do that.

Then just go, and have the best time possible.

I suppose you’re right.

Yes, exactly like that. So cheerful and full of vigor.

Now you’re just mocking me.

Yes. But I shall also buy the next round.

Are you trying to get me drunk?

Is there a point where you get drunk enough to stop worrying yourself into circles?

Well … sure.

Then that shall be our destination!

But tomorrow…

Will be forgotten soon. Thank me not. Instead thank the tequila.

Thank you, tequila.

Do not fake it, or the tequila shall know!

Thank you tequila!

Better.

This is so not a healthy and well-adjusted way of dealing.

Truth’s. Not at all.

So long as we agree.

Cheaper than therapy though.

And tastier.

Thank you, tequila!