"Is there something you wish to forget?," asked George, pouring whiskey into the glass.
Albert ignored his question and chugged down the whiskey.
"George, actually don't give yourself a drink just yet. I need you to fetch all the letters from Candy."
Five minutes later he was back with the letters, which were approx. 30cm thick.
"Thanks. Have a seat, George. Have a drink."
"No, Albert. I'm fine. Do you remember that I have a fiancee now?"
"Ah, yes, yes. Congratulations again. Then, tell me, George... How did you meet such a lucky woman?"
"We met by fate. No, I'm just joking. We have been friends since childhood. It just blossomed from there."
"Then tell me George, is there such thing as love?"
"I'd like to believe so. The love between us. The love between you and your sister. The love between..."
"Well, I don't quite believe so," cut in Albert. Suddenly Albert stood up and threw all the letters from Candy into the fireplace. "It's quite a view isn't it?", said Albert as He turned to look at George's mouth in an O shape.
"Tell me, George, that you'll leave me when you get married?" Asked Albert, helping himself another serving.
"No Albert, I'd never do such a thing."
"I will make you, George. You need to spend more time with your wife, than a broken man like me."
"You're quite drunk aren't you, Albert? I think it's time for you to lay down that whiskey."
"No, no, no don't you worry 'bout me. Go home now George. She's waiting for you."
"It's only three in the afternoon. I have two more hours at least."
"Go home George. You are excused for today. See you tomorrow."
"Well, I'll take your words, although they may not be true. Goodbye, Albert." George bowed.
"No they are the truth, bye bye!" Waved Albert cheerfully.