Spade watches Tug devour the hotdogs. All Spade tension over everything faded away, devoured like the platter of cold meat. With nothing left, Spade just busts into laughter. "Yeah, I'm not going to even try to best that."
The moment passes and Spade breaths a sigh of relief. "I can tell you more, but only over a bud, or five." Spade glances back the Libertine huddle and shacks his head. "Thanks for lending me an ear." Spade tries a grin. Leading Tug back Spade changes the subject. "What's going with the Arrows? I heard about Granite Park."