Each band played for an hour and then there was a fifteen minute break between sets, so that the next band could set up. After the second band played, Karla stood and stretched as Aimee commented that it was definitely time for another round of drinks. Leaving their chairs where they were, they walked over to the tent selling beer and ordered two Coronas. People wandered around while others stood in small clumps replaying the concert that had just ended, acting out some of the moves of the band. Several guys whistled at them and even a couple of ladies. Karla batted her eyes and blew kisses at some of them, adding a wink for the ladies.
Just as they were about to head back to their seats for the next concert, Karla put her hand on Aimee's arm, bringing her to a halt. “Isn't that Clint?"
