nothing moreGertie came up over his shoulder hugging her clipboard, a little extra sugar in her voice. “Can I get you anything before the last round?” He looked up at her. She offered up an admiration like she had just been served a dazzling plate of food off menu for free and he was the chef who was at the table to present it.
“Last call already? No, Gertie, I’m just dandy.”
“You might just be, Mr. Man.” She resisted the impulse to give him a peck on the cheek and thank him for giving that girl up there what she was due. Maybe later she thought. All sorts of naughty, Howard sized up that flirty statement. She blushed and took a few steps back to conceal her self-imposed embarrassment-but what fun this was turning out to be!
Helen walked backstage gingerly, a rock star after the show sp
