Ethan and Pete were now at the patio. “Dude,” Ethan said. “I think I’m gonna call it a night pretty soon. I’ve got to work early tomorrow.”
“You’re closing this bitch down. I guarantee,” Pete replied.
“We’ll see, man.”
And then everything changed. “Can we sit with you?” Eve asked, already sliding into a chair, her friends following suit.
“Sure,” Ethan said. “The more the merrier.”
“Thanks so much. There are no tables.”
“If you hold the table when we go inside to grab drinks,” Ethan said, “We’ve got a deal. The waitresses suck. If you want a drink in less than an hour, go inside. I’m Ethan.”
“I’m single,” Eve said. “Becky and Kyle are a couple. They keep trying to set me up. Some guys are dressed nice, but I just don’t know. I just got out of a relationship.”
“They dress nice to compensate,” Pete said, extending his hand. “I’m Pete.”
“Eve,” she replied. “Wow, you have a firm handshake. I like that. I would hire you.”
“Imagine my embrace,” Pete said.
Eve blushed. “Becky, let’s go powder our noses.”
When the girls left the table to powder their noses, Ethan finally noticed Kyle. This guy was either heavily sedated or so burnt out that he made regular burnouts seem normal.
“Do you guys smoke?” Kyle asked. He lit a cigarette.
“I’ll bum a smoke,” Pete said. “But Ethan you’re better off if you don’t. It might interfere with your training.”
“No, either way,” Ethan replied. “I quit a few years back.”
“You guys look like you smoke weed,” Kyle said, draining a beer. “Or spice. Do you guys smoke spice?”
Ethan thought, what the hell is spice? “No, we really aren’t into that whole scene, man,” Ethan said.
“Okay, I was just stalling,” Kyle said. “Waiting for them to get out of range. You can see Becky and I are together. I don’t really know Eve. She’s Becky’s BFF or whatever, right? How come I never met her until tonight? What I do know is she had a breakup three weeks ago. And, she’s here for a reason if you know what I mean. This girl is here for a reason.”
Ethan grinned. He was also there for a reason.