After Janet came back from the bar with some drinks ten minutes later(a Hop God IPA for herself, and a
Hennessy V.S. Cognac for Steve), she encountered a tall, imposing looking hulk of a man dressed in Secret
Service garb.
"Are you Janet?" he asked, somewhat startling her, He apologized with a quick chuckle. "I have that effect on
people."
"Yes. Where's my friend, Stephanie?"
"Miss Donaldson has decided to accept a dinner invitation courtesy of my boss, Johnny Helms. Maybe you've
heard of him?"
"Sure have" sighed Janet. "He's the famous baseball player, right?"
The bodyguard nodded.
"My husband is a big fan of his."
"So was Miss Donaldson, if her conversation with him was any indication.'
Internally, Janet was sorely disappointed in her husband for reverting back to his typical, unthoughtful self
only a few minutes away from her. She had been riding on a high so far during this magical, wish fulfilling
adventure trip to Las Vegas, but now she was down into a stupor again.
He's just a guy, she thought. And he's not going to change for me, or for anyone.
"Mr. Helms has also invited you to dinner. If you would follow me, I would gladly escort you."
"I..."