It was early in the evening in a small French bar. The two couples were sitting across from each other on a wooden table littered with food and drinks. The place was close enough to James and Kenneth's apartment, so they could walk back home. Leo and Al's hotel was a short drive away so they had decided to meet up with the two for some drinks.
It was dark already, although it was only six-thirty in the evening. The cold weather did that, making the night chase the day away a little faster.
"How has your tour been?" James asked Al, making his voice high enough so that the man could catch his words. The bar was packed, and the tables around them were rowdy. The noise bothered Al a lot. It made him confused and distressed when he couldn't tell who was talking. That probably explained why Le
