Dirk and Maverick arrived back at the apartment building to find Fey sitting in front of it, in Dirk’s car. The second she saw them she got out, coming over to tell them, “Guess who has a date with Carter Wright?”
“Umm, Miss Piggy?” Maverick asked as the trio entered the lobby.
“No, dork. Me.” She bounced on the balls of her feet on the way to the elevator. “Lil old me.”
“Wait until we get upstairs to tell us what happened,” Dirk cautioned.
She did. But the moment they were in the apartment she continued. “The plan worked perfectly. He came out around eight and went straight to Shotgun Willie’s.” When Maverick looked at her in shock, she laughed. “Just kidding. We ended up at the Irish Hound. It was pretty busy for a weekday. I swear if one more guy had asked me if I was Irish because
