"Somebody's house is better than mine? Blasphemy." Steven slid into the seat next to Holly and gave her a loud, wet kiss on the cheek.
"Obviously, Ace's is going to be better than everybody's," Holly explained.
"Well, I'll grant you that."
John appeared with a steaming plate of thick-cut fries loaded with sour cream, chives and cheese, as well as a glass of Guinness for Steven.
"Mr. McDonnell, how are you my boy?" John asked.
"Better now," Steven said. "Always better in here."
"Ace, I'm going to be rude and order for you," Holly announced. "You have to try the shepherd's pie. It's required."
"Ah, she's right at that, lad," John said. "It's the best in Kansas City or I'll eat my hat."
"Let's do three pies then, John," Steven said.
Ace sat back, content to let his new friends initia
