Internet had to laugh. Laurie was cheeky. And he didn't mean her dimpled little girls cheeks. "Done." He snapped his fingers, more for visual effect than actual practicality, and the four sluts at the bar faded out to nothing. Well, almost nothing. Nothing was ever permanently deleted. There was always leftover code. "I heard about your new old man through the grapevine. I don't understand why you put up with that bullshit." He flagged down a waiter and sent him for a bottle of his favorite tequila. He knew how to show a girl a good time. Even if she did look like she was sill in gradeschool.