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Mark didn't wait for Eduardo to show up before he ordered his Diet Coke, but since the waiter brought it over, he had barely touched it. It was a cutesy little cafe, the kind of place that might not have carried Diet Coke if it had been any cutesier, but they made a decent panini, and that was good enough for Mark ( Read more... )

You said to call later. It's now later.

Mark taps his finger sharply against the side of his bottle of beer, eying the entrance to the bar like a hawk and doing his best to tune out all of the noise around him. It's uncharacteristic of him to agree to get drinks with someone he barely knows, especially not a strange, idiosyncratic Frenchman, but this is what you'e supposed to do, right? ( Read more... )

Mark barely gave the waiter a chance to stop in his tracks before he grabbed the champagne flute off his tray and took a long sip. This was the part he was never going to get used to, or even be able to pretend to enjoy. Schmoozing, small talk, pretending to care about the personal lives of people he didn't care about on any level...it may have ( Read more... )

Mark parked in her driveway; somewhere it occurred to him that that might be considered rude, but she was home alone and didn't have a car, so anyone else looking to park there would be just as foreign as he was. For once in his life, he'd been at home, not at the office, when she had invited him over. Doing work for the company, maybe, but it ( Read more... )

Is five p.m. too early to start drinking? I don't think it is but my friends say you're supposed to wait at least until the sun goes down.