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2. Alan Jackson – It's Five O'Clock Somewhere

"I definitely need a drink," Don sighed.

"Right with ya, man," Danny agreed, walking into Sullivan's alongside his best friend.

The duo hit the bar and ordered a round, then made their way back to the pool tables, easily finding one vacant and setting up a game.

"The world's gone to hell," Don announced after sending a ball into the side pocket.

"No argument here," Danny replied, taking a long pull on his bottle of beer.

Stella, Mac and Hawkes walked into the bar and quickly spotted their colleagues. Mac gestured at Frankie to bring over a pitcher as they joined Don and Messer at the back.

"Bad scene," Stella sighed as she grabbed a pool cue.

"I hate night shift," Hawkes added.

The pitcher arrived and the Stella, Mac and Hawkes each poured themselves a drink.

"You guys realize it's only eleven a.m.?" Mac pointed out, though he made no moves to set his glass down.

"It's five o'clock somewhere, Mac," Stella replied.