* He must have orbited the Homestead Lounge for our five times - this was after casing and rejecting the Evergreen Tavernand the Brew Ha-Ha, both of which were much too conspicuously situated on Central Avenue in the heart of downtown - before working up the nerve to pull into the parking lot, conveniently tucked away in aathe rear of the building, which meant that he at least wouldn't have to worry about Pastor Dennis or anyone else from the Tabernacle edriving by at exactly the wrong moment and wondering if that was Tim Mason they just saw going into the gin mill, 'cause it sure looked like him'.