“You’re going to have to find her a boyfriend Sarge.” Mike as they looked out over the darknening valley.
“Noooo, I suck at putting lovers together.” Sarge said and took a swig of whisky.
“Why?” Wingnut asked.
Sarge handed handed the whisky to Mike who took a swig. Mike passed the bottle to Wingnut.
“Either she’s going to proposition one of us and be disappointed or she’d going to proposition one of our owners in which case we’re going to deal with the complications.” Mike said.
“Fuck.” Wingnut said passing the bottle back to Sarge.
“Who do you think she’ll proposition?” Sarge asked after taking a swig.
“Ma. Ma wants you to have kids Sarge.” Mike said taking the bottle from Sarge.
“Ah shit!” Sarge said.
“Yeah? Claire is busy scrubbing a nest.” Wingnut said reaching for the bottle that went back to Sarge.
“Renata is busy getting broody too. But she’s your ages and has a kid.” Sarge said passing the bottle to Wingnut.
“Don’t tell me…” Wingnut said passing the bottle to Sarge.
“Yeah first what makes you think she will?” Sarge asked.