Sunbucks Cafe

[Garrett Jax]

Seymore placed the paper he was carrying on the table. "I'll take that drink," he yelled out to Frank. He was on a mission to get drunk tonight, and if Frank wanted to help facilitate that, then so much the better. A slim waitress came by with his Shirley Temple. "Not this time, honey." Seymore sat a little straighter. "Nope. This time I want one of them Liberty Ales. In fact, make it a double."

Gasps could be heard throughout the Cafe. Whispers of concern floated past him. Panic flashed in the waitress' eyes. "Are you sure sir," she warned. "I mean, going from Shirley Temples to a double Liberty Ale is quite the jump."

Seymore waved off the concern. "I know what I'm doing," he barked. "Just get me my drink."

"Yes, sir." The waitress hurried back to the bartender. She came back soon thereafter with a tall drink of Liberty's Finest and set it on the table before him. "This drink comes with a free ride home, Sergeant." She reached into her apron, fished around for something, pulled out a card and handed it to Seymore. "Just call this number when your done."

Seymore grabbed the card and shoved it in his pocket. "I'll be alright. It's just one drink, after all."

"Suit yourself, sir," the waitress said. Seymore could see her eyes filled with worry and concern. He didn't care. He didn't care about any woman anymore. He looked down at the paper again. To heck with all women.

Seymore took the glass and downed the burning liquid in one quick drink. The eyes of all were upon him. Before the alcohol could take effect, however, Seymore stood strait up, adjusted his uniform and yelled out, "Who wants to go on patrol with me? Lets go."

With that he stumbled out the door and headed for his Libby. Behind him, at the table, the waitress picked up the paper that Seymore had left. On the heading, it stated, Dissolution of Marriage. The waitress put the paper down, looked back at the stumbling Sergeant, and exclaimed in a whisper, "Oh my."

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