Pierce was wearing shorts and a T-shirt - business suits in London were only the owners of funeral parlors and guards. Even Giles came to office without a tie, a shirt with the sleeves rolled up above the elbows. I had to go to the store and spend money on my aunt's last pair of light cotton dresses and sandals. Pierce sipped through a straw Campari and soda. He sucked in a loud squelch beverage residues from the glass. - Do me another one, darling! - Pierce handed the empty glass. - Maybe not worth it? You drank three. Do not forget, at five o'clock you will be meeting. You're already a little drunk.
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