"Right, that's exactly what I said," Brian laughed, rolling his eyes and cutting Max a look.

"This, today? You've got no control over that shit. It happens, you deal with it. But I'm not talking about just today."

Not that Brian could say anything about anybody's drinking, and if Max wanted to hop from job to job, that was his business, but he'd been in a backslide since the wreck, a fact that he was pretty skilled at denying.

"But hey, what do I know?"