Drivel

McGovern's at Lunchtime

Dark in here. Wrinkly decrepits giggling over beer. No, the other side of the bar. War stories. Bagpipes on the jukebox. Suspended helmets: cops, firefighters. The door swings open on a downpour. I can hardly hear a thing. A wall of whiskey bottles. Well done. The french fries dripping cheese. Separate checks please.