Ty turned when the door opened, looking at his father a little curiously before nodded. Stuffing his cigarette between his lips, he reached down and picked up the bottle before pouring some for Elisha and setting it back down. Plucking the cigarette from his lips, he ashed it before taking another drag.

"Sorry I didn't call," before, you know, just showing up. It wasn't like him to show up unexpectedly. Even he knew that.

"How are you?"