It would take a lot of doing for Cole to be easy-going about anything here or anywhere else. He'd done undercover work with the CIA and he could pretend with the best of them, but behind that casual, almost flippant persona, was a man who was wound as tight as a bow-string and ready to spring into action at the drop of a proverbial hat.
He nodded. So Mr. Tweed here had heard of Koolaid, but in the respect of having it explained to him. He'd probably never even had the stuff. He wasn't missing much. "Yeah. I became vogue for cult leaders to lace it with cyanide to feed it to their loyal followers to aid them on their 'journies'." He shrugged, taking a hit from the glass the tavernkeep and so graciously refilled. "Maybe that was just the one time, but it was a pretty big deal."
He chuckled, nodding and taking a bit of spiced potato. Yeah, definitely at a Ren Faire. "As long as it's not poisoned, I think we'll get along okay. Otherwise, I might be a little pissed off."
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It would take a lot of doing for Cole to be easy-going about anything here or anywhere else. He'd done undercover work with the CIA and he could pretend with the best of them, but behind that casual, almost flippant persona, was a man who was wound as tight as a bow-string and ready to spring into action at the drop of a proverbial hat.
He nodded. So Mr. Tweed here had heard of Koolaid, but in the respect of having it explained to him. He'd probably never even had the stuff. He wasn't missing much. "Yeah. I became vogue for cult leaders to lace it with cyanide to feed it to their loyal followers to aid them on their 'journies'." He shrugged, taking a hit from the glass the tavernkeep and so graciously refilled. "Maybe that was just the one time, but it was a pretty big deal."
He chuckled, nodding and taking a bit of spiced potato. Yeah, definitely at a Ren Faire. "As long as it's not poisoned, I think we'll get along okay. Otherwise, I might be a little pissed off."