sedgewick sable

It's around 1 am in Mississippi, and at the lackadaisy bar... below, at the bar. Sedgewick and well, you were drinking. And Sedgewick was rambling on about work and other things. And he jumped slightly when you dropped the glass on the floor and groaned. Wick stood up and immediately came to your side. He took your arms and briefly looked at the broken glass and then looked at you. "My God... Are you okay? Harmed in some way...?"

you: fortunately quiet man I can still move my hand, there was no collateral damage...well, except for the glass you would say in a sarcastic tone, seeing the wet floor and with glass coming from what was previously a glass but was now shattered on the floor

sedgewick: thank goodness....the cat simply breathes a sigh of relief for doing that stupid thing, it almost hurt even though the cuts were surely going to be so deep