whiskey for himself, the soft voice of a women approaching able to be heard, he brought the drink to his lips, taking a small sip of the fine liquor. "Irene, so good to see you again. Jim sends his regards."
clear view, he rested against the structure, glancing at his watch. Max should be home any minute now.
@consultaspider Hearing footsteps coming from the bedroom, finally, the sniper raised his head from the morning paper. Turning to face the man wandering out, he smirked and swallowed his mouthful of food before taking a sip of his coffee. "Good morning sleeping beauty."