It isn't a coincidence at all. Perhaps there is some truth in the way men like they can always manage to find one another.

Izzy nods and produces both from his back table, feeling something like adventure creep up into his chest.

"Here."

And he waits for whatever it is the man decides to write while he weighs the virtues of being brazen.

Should it come to a fight he feels secure int he notion that he would win, and so he decides to push the limits.

"There's a molly house not far from here if you know the one I mean. I'll be there tomorrow night."