"Asshole, if you think a woman won't see lap dances as cheating, you got a lot to learn about women."
Zippy's was Zippy's. A home away from home. How many nights had he and his friends come here roaring drunk? Too many. Way the fuck too many.
Bernard ignored the marines as he always did, and let the pretty girl who was acting as hostess lead them to a table. He didn't know this one, she must be new. He winked up at her as he took his menu, but didn't bother to open it. He always got the same thing anyway.