"Oh, hey!" She recognized him from not too long ago. He'd come in with a woman, and a man. The man said his name was Bones, which. Good stripper name, bro.
She leaned against his table, grinning. Not leaning into his personal space, not too flirtatious. He hadn't seemed like the kind of guy who wanted fawming over. She nodded at the waitress, a signal to bring one of whatever he was drinking, and the house special for the dancers: sweet, water down, but a little alcohol. Keller wanted his girls relaxed, not drunk. Not messy. Two waters would come with the drinks, one for each of them.
"You were here with some friends not long ago," she said. She glanced around. "They here with you tonight? Or are you flying solo?"
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