"I've been known to whine," he says, his voice dry as he passes Beverly her water pistol. That's not far off when he gets drunk, he's been known to feel pretty damn sorry for himself and he's not proud of that, but at least he can admit it's true.

"Ready?" he asks as the game is set up for them. It's still a little early, so they're the only ones playing, just the two of them pitted against one another.

Above the station, a little light begins to count down from five.