No, really, a malt shop. Next to the flying classic cars that his clients would probably trip over themselves to own. Next to the kids dressed like they're from some version of Back to the Future - the one where Marty went back to save his parents marriage, but on hoverboards like-
Cary is not going to think about it like that anymore. Instead he's going to drink his malt (his malt!) and stare, befuddled, at what is not Chicago.
But God help everyone if Mr. Sandman comes on the radio one more time-]
Cary Agos | The Good Wife
[A malt shop.
No, really, a malt shop. Next to the flying classic cars that his clients would probably trip over themselves to own. Next to the kids dressed like they're from some version of Back to the Future - the one where Marty went back to save his parents marriage, but on hoverboards like-
Cary is not going to think about it like that anymore. Instead he's going to drink his malt (his malt!) and stare, befuddled, at what is not Chicago.
But God help everyone if Mr. Sandman comes on the radio one more time-]