“We can take him, Bull. My house is large enough and I have a spare room. I think that’s what Greg wanted when he called.” Cisco looked at Bull.
“You can’t take him.” Bear said matter-of-factly, “He has a cat.” Bear took a sip of his coffee.
“You’re right. I break out in hives if they come near me and they always do no matter how hard I try to discourage them.” Cisco sighed.
“I’m still under the remodeling mess and Reed has no room. That leaves us with Bull where we originally started.” Bear poured himself another shot.
Reed gave him a look. “How upset is Brian? You’re acting like you’ll never get any again.”
“I’m disgusted with Bull and Junior’s driving the car so don’t ruin my first drunk in years.”
“You’re getting to be a light weight if it only takes two.” Reed laughed.
“Go ahead, the rest of us actually have to work for a living,” Cisco said.
“Cisco, you bastard, you don’t have to work a day for the rest of your life,” Reed told him.