That woman was disgusting with her pride. She was wearing cloths for other men to look at, her cheeks ripe with color. She looked happy and he was miserable. She wouldn't get away with that. At seeing the two women carry on like laughing hyenas he made his entrance. He sat right at their table, pulling a chair up alongside the edge. "I ordered a Chardonnay." He might not have been invited, but he sure as almighty Zeus not leaving.