“Okay? I"m not going to a strip club.”
“It"s not a strip club, Fisher, have you ever even met V? I would literally be dead if she found out I took you to… Jesus, just trust me.”
metThey arrived at a sort of hole-in-the-wall pub off the highway and went in after Luke finally dragged out of him the reason behind his sudden turn in mood. A large-chested waitress came to take their order. She eyed them both appreciatively before speaking.
“How are you guys doing tonight? My name"s Sandra, I"ll be taking care of you.” Ethan knew it was probably her typical script, but the way she said it had other implications.
“Hi, Sandra. I am doing just fine, but my buddy here has gotten some bad news, I"m afraid, and is in need of cheering up. I told him we had to eat at this place tonight because they
