Sequoia Coast happy machine

Aesop grunted.  "Ain't the first and you probably won't be the last.  I probably shouldn'tve been sleepin' out here anyway.  More unfriendly shit than you out here, n'all."  He's so much fun at parties.

Now he wasn't too sure what to do, though, and lapsed into an awkward silence.  Carrying conversations when they hit a dead end had never truly been his strong suit.  "Uh," he tried, if only to make himself feel better.  But the sentence was aborted, died before it could reach the tip of his tongue, so he shuffled in place, glancing around.

It wasn't long before they parted uncomfortably, conversation having dried up faster than either had expected.