Lisa was waiting on the terrace, a beer mug in hand.
Smoke set the beer mug down and straightened in his chair.
It was the one who'd raised his beer mug to him, earlier.
The hard case glowered above the rim of his beer mug.
This lot wouldn't recognize culture if they found it peering back at them out of a beer mug.
Mac stood beside her table, beer mug in his hand.
Now and then he drank from a beer mug decorated with painted fish.
He took a step backward and set a beer mug rocking.
The Titanide behind him brought the empty beer mug down on the top of his head.
Some of the others banged their beer mugs on the table.