[Frank is the kind of guy who is usually pretty content staying in with his family on nights like these, but even he knows it's good to get out of the house and do something for himself sometimes. In fact, Maria encourages it, despite seeing him only a few months in a year these days, and despite how much they miss each other. You look tired, she always says. Truer than she knows.
So what's one night like this, right? He can get a little chatty when he's got a beer or two in him so once the bartender slides his drink over, he's quick to take his first gulp.]
Ahh, gotcha. So you're the smart one. [There's a lightness to his tone, clearly teasing. The stranger can't see the way Frank's eyes give him a quick once-over.]
I'd say let's toast to our health but I don't see a drink in your hand. [Which is when Frank waves the bartender back down over to them, starting to order Matt a beer of his own without asking.]
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So what's one night like this, right? He can get a little chatty when he's got a beer or two in him so once the bartender slides his drink over, he's quick to take his first gulp.]
Ahh, gotcha. So you're the smart one. [There's a lightness to his tone, clearly teasing. The stranger can't see the way Frank's eyes give him a quick once-over.]
I'd say let's toast to our health but I don't see a drink in your hand. [Which is when Frank waves the bartender back down over to them, starting to order Matt a beer of his own without asking.]