logan at a bar with someone he doesnt like but who is trying to get on his good side. "go ahead," the guy says, "order any cocktail you like, on me"
logan grunts and tells the bartender "a manhatten."
"really? not an old fashioned?" the guy cant help but ask, feels odd to hear logan ordering something that sounds in any way cosmopolitan. old fashioned just sounds like his drink, sounds like log cabins and guilt complexes and long nights pouring misery over a mixed drink
logan rolls his eyes as he pulls out a stool and seats himself. "too sweet."














