A common theme (working on it.) the 3rd

She really doesn’t have anything, I venture to the man behind the bar. I imagine he should have his name engraved on plastic engraved on a labcoat engraved on his meager frame. He’s looking at me, he’s got nothing in him. Is this correct? I ask him, Is this proper syntax? I wish he would say something that starts like, “This is what it all boils down to…” Instead someone else hands me a bill, the place seems to light up, I ask about last call, next thing I know I’m on the curb, and guess who I’m with? He says, I’m really alright, and I can’t tell anything. He’s wearing something I recognize, he’s not wearing a goddamn thing. “used to cut up their buddies”, goes by. I look in, hoping. So he tells me what we’re going to do, and he knows what we’re thinking. He’s alive.