never again , he had sworn ... but now , as he hunkered down in the booth , peering over his coffee mug , the bill of his baseball cap covering his eyes , he could see them , one at the bar and another by the door dani j caile in the time it took to eat his twinkie and down his coffee , they had swooped over him , each taking a shoulder and leaning into his own personal deodorant space , squeezing him deeper into the booth .