Re: at the bar - 8 p.m. - open
Brent nodded vigorously at her understanding. She clearly had as many questions as he had upon seeing this blessedly rare and markedly discomfiting sight, and he already knew he could answer none of them. So he found himself grateful when she moved on to physical stunts, the likes of which Brent had never seen, let alone dared to attempt on his own.
"Dude. Dude. What the heck. Yeah you win, obviously you win." He clapped, seal-like, happy and unabashed. "How?! Were you like in the circus or something?"