While big boy was chowing down on his burger I slipped into the back room. A small pack of pills, an open bottle of cold beer, and I was set.

"Serves you right for drinking on duty" I whispered to myself.

He'd finished the first bottle when I returned. "On the house" I muttered as I placed the drugged beer next to him.

Again there was no acknowledgement. But this time I didn't care.