Lance Waldorf was an old colleague. He was a good banker and a self-proclaimed womanizer and was very proud of it. He claims that his wife was on board about it. It was fortunate that he was also staying at the same hotel as him and that he was at the same convention, but they did not have the chance to exchange pleasantries because, after dinner, Sylvie whispered in his ear that she wanted to F*ck him. An invitation he did not pass out .
He was seated at the corner table, looking at the other guests, sipping what looked like vodka. His favorite drink. He waved at Lance and Lance waved back.
"Good to see you James." He hugged him.
"Yeah, me too, bud."
James settled in and let a group of new bankers pass them by after giving them the causal wave and nod of the head before speaking again
