"Why? Didja picture me sittin' in a coffin in some Gothic, moldy old mansion?" He grins at the image in his head. Cooper's far too down to earth to be engaging in nonsense like that. A drink down at the local is much more his style.

"I come for the alcohol 'n stay for the company." No better way to keep tabs on what's going on in the city than to listen in to the pub gossip.