“I’ve seen some of the woman you’ve been with. I’ve seen prettier hogs”. She retorted,her dark mood lifting just a bit.This was business as usual for the three of them, with Edwin telling terrible, often bawdy jokes, MIss Emily responding with a witty, often acidic retort, and Travis trying to keep Edwin incheck. Edwin was a tall, lean, rangy man with brown hair, brown eyes, and craggy features. Hewas generally a good person, but had a penchant for tasteless jokes that only got worse as hebecame more and more inebriated. Despite his social commentary, he worked as an accoun-tant at the local 30th Federal Bank branch. He often saved his most bawdy jokes for Miss Emily,however, as a way to cover his attraction for this large, exotic (at least in his mind) woman.Travis seemed to be almost the exact opposite of his friend. Five foot six inches and broadshouldered, with pale blonde hair and what most people would call a baby face. One wouldthink with his sober demeanor, a great respect for propriety, and what seems like a constant irri-tation at Edwin’s often tasteless jokes that they would be the farthest thing from friends. Under-neath his serious exterior, however, was an understated sense of humor and a kind of brotherlylove for his often outrageous friend. While Edwin often did got drunk to the point where he couldbarely even stand, Travis generally stayed sober, instead enjoying the company of his twofriends. When he did get drunk, however, he had a tendency towards singing. Terribly. It wasn’tso much his voice, which was a rich baritone, but his tendency to make up notes which couldnot be named or played on any instrument, unless donkey is an instrument.