I turned back around after I noticed him walk in with his latest low class female. He likes to show off. I wasn't going to be caught looking. He stood behind me as he ordered a bottled beer and a Cosmopolitan. When the drinks were being passed closer than I would have preferred passed my left shoulder, I steeled myself for the possibility of Vodka and Cranberry juice going down my back. I must have tensed up a bit because that's when his bed mate spoke.

"Don't worry brother, I won't spill any on ya."

"Yeah, I know I can always count on you, sis."