"I really don't see the hurry," Skulduggery complained as Fletcher and Rover vanished. "I've been drunk before. It won't be a new experience. Rover might be unhealthily obsessed."

"Or just the right amount of obsessed," said Ghastly. "I don't remember the last time you got drunk. What do you remember about it?"

Skulduggery hesitated. "Um..."

"Where you were? Who you were with? What we were celebrating?"

"That part's easy. We're Irish. We were probably celebrating the fact that the sun rose."

"It is pretty amazing when the sun rises." Ghastly smiled. "But you don't remember, do you? For all intents and purposes, this is a new experience. Descry, I've been meaning to ask. Can you read Skulduggery's mind these days?"