Chapter 3
Napa, CA
Charles
THE NEXT MORNING, as we were standing side by side in the bathroom shaving, Philip gave me a funny look and said, “You’re up to something, I can tell by the look on your face.”
“Not really, but I did just have a wild idea.”
“Tell me.”
“What would you think about putting on a little display for our waiter this morning, if it’s the same one?”
“What kind of display?”
“Well, you could answer the door wearing only a towel, and I could sort of wander out of the bathroom naked. From the way he was looking at us the other morning, I know Terry would enjoy it.”
“What if it’s not the same waiter?”
“I can confirm that when I place the order with room service. I’ll simply request Terry, if he’s on duty.”
“Okay, why not?” he said.
I wiped the remains of the lather
