Rene was getting worried, it had been over an hour since Matt had gone with Dan for a quick drink at Clancy's bar. Then he saw Matt with his arm around a tall thin blonde guy entering the parking lot. As they approached Matt's car, Dan appeared behind them nodding and motioning for Rene to go.
He took a deep breath and kicked off racing as fast as he could. Rene plowed into the two men who were so wrapped up in each other's conversation that they didn't notice Rene until he impacted them. Both men went down flat. Moments later, Dan and Rene were stomping the two startled men flat.
"So, what happened? Who's blondie?"
"Fuck, that guy lied to me. He's gay, and for future reference Clancy's is a gay bar."
"No shit?"
"Yep, and before he would join me in a drink, he insisted that I drink him first, and that wasn't part of our deal."
Rene thought he'd bust a gut laughing. He could imagine Dan Flatt sucking Matt's cock. As he looked at his feet, he reiterated his question,"Blondie?"
"Alan Paper. He's some hot shot chemisty wiz at the clinic, already has a Ph.D. and big surprise he's Matt's mentor and lover. They shared the glass of beer."
"Cool. You wanna get the car keys? I'll roll them up while you get the car."
"You didn't say we were going to steal his car."
"You drug a guy, flatten him like a pancake, and kidnap him and you're concerned about taking his car? We have to remove it, or security will wonder what it's still doing here, and we may have trouble with part 2 of our plan. Actually, Alan may be lucky for us after all, since we now have two ID's to get into the clinic. Just call me Dr. Paper."
Rene sat in the passenger seat and started laughing again.
"Now what's so funny?" Dan Flatt asked.
"The gods have a wicked sense of humor. The three guys affected by that flattening potion are named Flatt, Paper and Matt Dorman, who I bet was called Doormat when he was kid."
"So, if this is some divine joke, what's your last name, Rene?"