The bar was busier than usual. He thought it was August, so people had to be on holiday or something. Was school out? He had no idea. There was the pamphlet couple, but now three men at one table. All beer,
Budweiser
, one of them he recognized. Worked here, the other two had their backs to him.
The guy from the hotel nodded at them.
"You know him?" He said.
"Just from around the hotel, I came here awhile ago, of course I know the people that work here." She said.
He was jealous, wanted to know more, if they had slept together, but how she responded made him think they didn't. He also just politely smiled at her, not something that people who slept together did.
That made him mad at himself though, why should he care what she does or has done. He doesn't even know her. He took a sip of his whiskey. He liked peaty stuff he figured out, he didn't know that about himself.
She liked smoother stuff, sweeter.
The men in the corner were talking louder and louder, until one of the guys slammed his glass down. An awkward break, they were arguing.
The taller one stormed out, and the one who worked there cleaned up quickly and apologized too them. The other one too Blake recognized, but he was so young clean shaven.
