"That works. That's a good idea." He still feels a bit sluggish and stupid from the alcohol, like he should have thought of it, but dismisses that thought. They get their bagels and he downs his as slowly as he can manage, knowing he should take it easy. "If they even show up."

They get to where they're supposed to all meet at the bridge five minutes early. Howard bounces on his heels anxiously, but he seems to be holding up alright.