"If I say I’ve been sticking to my vows, will you take your shirt off around me again? Because that was the opposit of funny." She turned grayish at the memory. "But, yeah, I have some beer. Whiskey and moonshine, too." Numerous books akin to the ones beneath the old shack were scattered across the table. "I’ve…. uh… been busy."
"I dunno, I thought it was pretty damn hilarious.", he chuckled. He had to admit…he did rather love teasing her about it. "Moonshine? Ya gone native, girl. Look at you, goin’ hillbilly on me.",
Johnny took a seat at the table, peering at the various books and ancient texts scattered about.
"Hope I ain’t interrupting anything."