Leo thanked him and stepped back out into the cool evening air. He had the tacos, he had the lime, and now, he had the beer. The night was looking up. AI responses may include mistakes. Learn more
"Find what you’re looking for?" Bernie called out from behind the register, not looking up from his crossword.
Leo pulled a cold six-pack from the shelf, the blue and gold labels gleaming. "I’ll stick with these for tonight. Just a quiet dinner."
