22 Luke
“I’m surprised to see you on this side of the door.” Sneaky pointed at the door between the coffee shop and the bar. Since Joe had vanished into thin air, I’d stuck to my side of the door, only working in the coffee shop and hiding in my apartment upstairs. She’d tried to get me to come out, but I didn’t want to face the inevitable questions which I’d skirted so far.
“I’m surprised to see you on this side of the bar.” I replied. Sneaky had a beer and a shot lined up in front of her, and her usual cheery self had been replaced with a mournful look. Considering she was a goth girl through and through, it seemed appropriate to anyone who didn’t know her, but I could tell something was wrong.
“Well, I’ve finally figured out why you guys were always pissed at me for setting you up on
