While it was quieter now with the first band gone and the second setting up, people were beginning to filter in. Live music at a bar had a way of doing that. Penny shifted a bit so she could lean across the table, bending one knee towards her chest so that foot would rest flat on the seat, the other remaining in place. The opposite arm laid on the table. It made it easier to hear Reese. Though it didn’t make it easier to wrap her head around what he was saying. Penny wrinkled her forehead in her confusion.
“How do you mean?” she was interested enough to momentarily forget about her drink, “I mean, are their really big arguments where the sides are established based on age?” She couldn’t be certain of Reese’s thoughts on everything he read, but so far they seemed to agree on most points.