-husband a drink on me. "
"Just make it a Coke, thanks. "
"You feelin sick?"
"Like Im wearing borrowed skin. "
"Me, too," Lulu said. "Still havent heard anything from Shrike?"
Spyder shook his head. He pulled out a fresh pack of American Spirits, cracked the pack and removed one. Lulu stole one and lit Spyders smoke with the pink Zippo shed almost lost by the Bone Sea.
"Not a word," said Spyder.
"We been sitting around too long. We need to work. "
"Im not ready to even think about opening another shop. Maybe we could get a couple of chairs in a shop on the street. Big Bills or Colored People. "
"There you go. "
Rubi came back with their drinks. "Cheers," she said, giving them a big smile. Spyder was almost used to Rubi not hating him.
Lulu raised her glass in a toast.
"To the Kaisers moustache. "
"To Lucifers tail. "
"Better yet. "
A demon was on the stool to Spyders right, nursing a glass of Jagermeister. Bilal, the demon, fat and shirtless, poured the Jager into a mouth that opened in his chest. He looked straight ahead, trying not to catch Spyders eye.
Spyder leaned over to him. "Whats the difference between a demon and a glass of beer?" Spyder asked.
Bilal shifted his eyes toward Spyder, but refused to turn his head. "What?"
"Beers still good without a head. " Spyder put his hand on the demons shoulder. "Remember me?"
The demon turned away.
"Talking meat all looks pretty much the same to me. "
"Youre Bilal?"
"Maybe. "
"Then you should remem
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