Let's Do It

The bathroom door clanged shut behind him as Dan rounded the corner into the men’s room. He sighed, relieved at the sight in front of him.

“Danny boy!” Byron shouted, looking at him through the mirror as he washed his hands.

“Hey, Byron, how’s your night going?” Dan tried to let go of his frantic feelings and shift back into smooth operator business mode.

“It’s good. The boys out there are keeping me company. But how is your night going?” He winked at Dan. “I bet you’re having a much better night than I am, what with that wife of yours.”

Byron made an exaggerated face and mouthed ‘wow’ before grabbing some paper towel to dry his hands.

“Yeah,” Dan said, unsure how to proceed. “Speaking of, she is going to kill me if I don’t get back there soon. I brought the contract, are you ready to get it going?”

Byron shrugged. “Sure, whatever. Let’s do it.”

The pair exited the bathroom to go find a table.