Accustomed to the drink, The Shadow switches his sake cup for a heavier tumbler, pours a measure in, and takes a healthier swallow. The various clinks and the subtle sounds of liquid may be telling to the blind man. To The Shadow the burn is familiar, and strangely welcome. It's been a long time since he tasted scotch, since drinking is merely a social occupation to him, and he does not socialize much.
"It's a physician conspiracy that if it smells, hurts, or tastes terrible we'll be all the more convinced it works. Doctors are a necessary evil, but don't tell mine I said so." He is thinking of nurse Branigan, who would probably simply roll her eyes. "I suppose I'm not a very good patient, either. If you ever do go to the nexus Clinics, don't tell them I'm the one who recommended you there."
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Date: 2009-10-13 03:01 am (UTC)"It's a physician conspiracy that if it smells, hurts, or tastes terrible we'll be all the more convinced it works. Doctors are a necessary evil, but don't tell mine I said so." He is thinking of nurse Branigan, who would probably simply roll her eyes. "I suppose I'm not a very good patient, either. If you ever do go to the nexus Clinics, don't tell them I'm the one who recommended you there."