"Got ya," Patroclus smiled and he moved to grab a glass. "Nicky's upstairs," Clio. "I'll grab him when he comes down and send him your way?"
"Yes, thank you!" Clio picked up her soda, and once Will had his beer in hand, she led Will to a table. The band was just setting up behind them, but she had chosen the tabled farthest away so they could hear the music but still talk.
Once she was settled, Clio leaned forward and she reached out to take his hand. "How has your week been?" Hers had been filled with a lot of dirty thoughts about Will Stutely.