“Oh, God,” Colby said. “We’re not doing that, are we? I thought you’d forgotten.”
“Absolutely never forgetting that,” Andy said firmly, and went off toward the bar.
“Tell me,” Leo demanded, quivering with glee. “Tell me everything.”
Jason said, to Leo, “He doesn’t have to.” He let some of his muscles creep into his tone. Leo stopped making sounds.
“No, it’s fine.” Colby cleared his throat. “It’s what happens when you’ve known Jillian and Andy for far too long and once upon a time went to your first-ever film festival with them and then three associated afterparties and then on some sort of expedition in search of the best local gay nightclub.”
Leo’s eyes and mouth slowly formed matching delighted circles.
“I hadn’t even done the club scene ever, much less in a city I’d never been to,
