They decided to combine Russ’s ideas, taking in a movie and then stopping at The Copper on the way home. The film was a comedy, which was exactly what they needed right then. It helped wipe away thoughts of everything that had happened over the previous two weeks—if only for a couple of hours.
“Where do we want to sit?” Jake asked when they walked into the bar.
Russ checked out the room before opting for the bar. “We can see more this way,” was his reasoning as they found two vacant stools at one end.
“We are here to relax,” Jake replied, flagging down the bartender.
“I’m relaxing, I’m relaxing,” Russ retorted, making a show of leaning against Jake’s shoulder.
Jake grinned. “If I move suddenly you’re in deep shit.”
“Then sit still.”
The bartender took their orders, returning a momen
