He leans against his pal so that they can teeter totter their way into Paddy's. BJ steers them toward the bar itself and hops up into a seat.
"It's a contest in the future. All the girls from all the states see who can smile and wave the longest and eventually, one of 'em gets crowned Miss America."
He waves down one of the antlered waitresses and orders a plate of cheese fries and a nice foamy beer for him and one for Childermass as well.
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"It's a contest in the future. All the girls from all the states see who can smile and wave the longest and eventually, one of 'em gets crowned Miss America."
He waves down one of the antlered waitresses and orders a plate of cheese fries and a nice foamy beer for him and one for Childermass as well.