i shot back at him , once again , without missing a beat . follow the path and find one of the sinks to wash your hands afterwards . but , looking into this man 's eyes , i can almost believe that we have a chance . later i would blame the alcohol for just standing there as cole leaned down to meet my lips with his . i lick my right pinky , which i use as a stirrer , and hand her one . they just could n't enter holy ground . 