"A beach front property, one to rent out for extra cash on the side and stocks for the rest, I suppose. Maybe a new hat." Oh yeah. High goals. Since neither of them were going to lean, Raylan chose to bump their knees together. Another innocuous movement that they could play off if they got called out on it.

"Microbrew is exactly that you know. Shit. Any kinda IPA, if I'm honest. Nothin' beats what we grew up with."