Daniel didn't drink that much or that often, not now that he'd gotten past the first few months without Peggy, but some days he wanted to wind down with a drink. It always felt less lonely to wind down with other people around, even if he didn't talk to anyone but the bartender, and this bar had food too. That meant he didn't have to have a sad dinner of booze and beans on toast.

When Molly addressed him, he looked up from his whiskey and water to smile.

"Great minds think alike, I guess," he agreed easily.