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The smell sort of bugs, thank you overly sensitive nose.

Yeah. [He wrinkles his nose.] That sort of sucks too.

[He finished off his beer and ordered another.] Glad I'm not alone in that.

[Atticus sort of bounces unsteadily off his stool.] I need to do something, Sam.

You are going to fall, that's something. [He reached out and steadied the stool.] ....you mean someone and I can't help you with that. I mean I'm cool with hanging back while you make the rounds.....or if you want to go run a lap around the block..

[Atticus glances around the room uncertainly.] Maybe I should just go home...

How'd you get here? I can take you home, you shouldn't be driving or walking alone.

I walked. Always walk. Don't have a car.

[He starts weaving his way toward the door, not content to stay still.]

Thought about getting a scooter once...

Well I'm on my bike but if you don't mind riding on back I can give you a lift.

[And he follows.]

Why didn't you get it?

I can do that!

Can't afford it. Things...I had to get a job. It didn't pay much.

You'll behave? [He laughed.]

Maybe one day then, huh?

I'll try. [He grins, snorting a laugh.]

Yeah, maybe.

[Sam lead them to his bike.] Address?

[He gives his address, gawping at the bike.] This is awesome, man.

Thanks. Just got it. Much easier to get around the city on this. Cab drivers scare me a little and you know the rats in the subway are not to be messed with. [He gets on the bike and waits for Atticus.]

Yeah, that's why I walk. [He climbs on behind Sam and loops his arms around him to steady himself.]

Watch those hands. [He laughed.] This is a totally platonic bike ride. [As soon as he feels comfortable Sam starts the bike and pulls away from the curb.]

Yep. Totally platonic. [He is trying to behave. He's just a little unsteady, so he holds on to Sam pretty firmly.]

I won't let you fall off. Promise. [Sam is pretty much safe in everything he does. Including driving. He's never been one of those guys that has to show off. So it's not a crazy ride.]

[Atticus is pretty drunk by now, and he nearly falls asleep on the ride.]

[When Sam feels his arms get a little lax he slows down and gives him a nudge.] Hey, Atticus, stay awake okay. You'll fall if you sleep. Almost there.

[He jerks awake, his grip tightening again.] Hm? Sorry...

[Sam laughed and shook his head.] Don't let go.

'm not...

Or fall asleep and fall off. [He couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. Sam made sure that anytime he felt him relaxing he gave a little poke to keep him awake. Soon enough they pulled up to the address he had given to Sam.] Atticus, we're here. Need me to help you up or you alright?