'No thank you. Just some fruit juice, if you have it.' The shakiness associated with downloading was beginning to assert itself, and in addition there was an unwelcome scratchiness in my feet and fingers which I assumed was nicotine dependency. Apart from the odd cigarette bummed from Sarah, I'd been quit for the last two sleeves and I didn't want to have to break the habit all over again. Alcohol on top of everything would finish me.