"You could also join me in the kitchen if you want. You and Kyle both. I'm gonna need folks to taste 'em and see if they're right." Cobb wanted to get the kid out of the hospital, get back among people, and see that it wasn't as bad as he thought.

No one was going to run him out of town. He still had friends here. Maybe the trust was a little shaky but he didn't have to go to ground like he was.

"We might get somethin' close. A little taste of home is always a good feeling." Cobb tapped his finger against the edge of the glass. The drink was his favorite back home.