Tuxedo Swallowed

[Night Shadows, Edward Hopper, 1921]

"A close call," she said. "He's still pretty sleepy but he is a housebreaker, a thief."

"I wouldn't steal valuables," I said. "I'm not that way. I only take nonsense stuff. You know: household drugs, neckties that blink or wave or have hula girls on them, that sort of silly shit. Snapshots of your wife gettin' undressed, maybe an ol' rockabilly music or gut-bucket blues you accidentally still got layin' around."

The vodka bottle sat on a table behind the pair of them, and I took note it was empty.
"And, okay, I'll drink your liquor too. But, all in all, I'm not actually an outright thief type"
-Daniel Woodrell, Tomato Red