Purgatory was his baby. He could have easily gone the way of some owners, who used the club as a constant source of partying and alcohol, and got drunk every night on their own dime. He treated it as a business and ran the show. He had put his heart into it.
"As in the Seventh Level of Hell. It seems to be a recurring theme with me. We were considering going in on a Vegas club. I don't know if we are going to do it. It's a much more expensive market, but could be profitable." He had continued to toy with the idea, but there was so much to consider and a lot of competition out there.
"Thank you though. This was the right move. How about you though? How is the world of medicine?" An ex was a paramedic, but he didn't bother too much with that. It wasn't as impressive as becoming a doctor.