The Christmas music blared in the restaurant and Charles fought the urge to roll his eyes at the annoying sound as he walked in the small cozy restaurant. A young waiter led him to a table and he ordered a glass of whiskey as he waited for Meyer, he was glad to be out of the house not like he was rarely ever home anyway but he didn't want to be with Grace tonight she had find out about his affairs and had been an emotional wreck and quite frankly unpleasant to be around all she did was cry and it was depressing for him. Meyer walked in a few minutes later, his grey suit clung on his 5'4 frame. "Charlie". He said as he approached the table. "Meyer". He nodded as Meyer took a seat. "Buddy has been missing you, he threw tantrum last night and was banging his head on the wall". Meyer said

