"A couple of people," he admits with a shy smile. "But whether I believe them depends on my mood." He expects Neal can relate today. He takes a sip of his drink. "We could do something to distract you. I'm good at squash and axe throwing, bad at pool and bowling. But willing to do any of the above."
"Pool?" He actually perks up a little at that. A distraction, any distraction sounds good right now. "I'm decent at squash, but--is there even an axe-throwing place in Gloucester?"
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