Jesus? Nah, he ain't been in.

All the rest is just doing time, the older of the two men said. Understand?

Well, here's to time then, the younger one said raising a shot glass. He's trying to. At least a little.

Aagh, you don't know. The older one drank it down then tried to shake the thing out of his head.

Good Friday, the bartender said. Round of redemption on the house. 

She poured them each another.

The young man smiled at her with his entire face. 

The old one, with just the corners of his eyes.