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Date: 17 Apr 2020 15:41 (UTC)Raylan leaned back to allow the theft of the only half finished soup and took a shallow pull from his scotch glass as he listened. He was starting to understand the biggest difference between his way of life and the way of life here. There was a difference between respect and deference. There wasn't any respect here, that he could see. Just varied levels of tolerance.
He leaned back again in invitation for the waiter to set down the new plate and picked up his fork, quirking a chuckle and a smile at Ainsley. "They do, but I imagine Tennessee would argue. No place does it quite the same, so you've got a broad base to try out. If you ever find yourself in Kentucky, I know a hollar that's got the best in the state."
No, he did not think either of the women sitting with them would ever show up in Kentucky unless they had to, but the offer was a polite one.
"But I promise you won't find anything like this there," he chuckled, cutting one of the raviolis in half so he could tuck it into his mouth.