You Also Plan to Stretch Your Hand into San Heith

A few men were sitting on stools, feeling a bit cramped, even looking somewhat comical.

"I say, are we just sitting here doing nothing? Aren't we going to have some beer?" Jimbo looked at the milk tea and yogurt on the table, the corners of his mouth twitching involuntarily.

Lily took a bottle of yogurt and opened the cap, "Who said you must drink beer when having skewers?"

Tristan didn't speak, he just picked out a cup of warm milk tea from the many available.

"Isn't it okay?" Cynthia raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jimbo.

Jimbo immediately changed his tune, "Alright, alright, of course it's fine."

"Come on, do something so I can stop hearing your mouth," Sean said as he handed Jimbo the skewers the boss had just brought over.

Jimbo rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a skewer to start grilling on the small barbecue.

"Tris, now that we're back, we shouldn't be leaving anytime soon, right?" Jimbo handed a grilled pork skewer to Lily, signaling her to try it.