Parker nodded quickly. "I've only felt the mood like this one fucking other time before. There was a god damn flood and people fucking ended up changing into their opposite selves, the whole barge did. There was a fucking riot and shit with that. That's how it feels now, like the calm before the shit hit the fan." Parker took another drink of her gin and then set it aside; it was reminding her too much of pinesol at the moment.

"Fuck I'd sell my soul for some scotch."