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he took a couple of sips from the chilled glass. It felt good going down his throat. "Besides," Nick added, "your friend looked like he needed something to do." He pointed inconspicuously to Joe, who was leaning against the back of the bar looking bored out of his skull. Renee chuckled, shaking her head. "You dont drink much, do you?" "Not much," he laughed. "Im a proverbial lightweight when it comes to booze. I hate beer and I despise hard liquor. This is about all I can handle. Youre quite perceptive." "Im a bartender, remember?" "Yeah, but you dont know me and you only served me once." "I still know." "Apparently." Nick looked at her drink and it was almost finished. "What about you?" "What about me?" "Are you a lightweight, too?" Renee frowned for an instant, but recovered. "No, Im not a lightweight at all. Im a recovering alcoholic, but Ive been sober for over four years now." She looked down at her coke and quietly took a sip. "Thats a bit strange." "What is?" "I mean, youre a bartender and youre still in recovery. Isnt that kind of an oxymoron?" "Being in the bar is the best place for me to be. Its a constant reminder of what I was and how much I never want to be that person again. Besides, the moneys too good to pass up." "Is it hard?" "Each day gets a little better, but I still struggle with it at times. I just have to take it one day at a time." Nick looked at his bottle of Smirnoffs and then at Renee. He now wished he hadnt ordered it. As if reading his mind, Renee said, "Dont worry about it, Nick. Just because I cant handle booze doesnt mean the rest of the world isnt allowed to drink. Im okay with it." She touched his arm with the tips of her fingers. "Really." The jukebox started to play some lively music and Renees feet began to move in rhythm with the beat. Soon, her shoulders began to move and she was dancing in her chair. Nick eyed her and smiled. Renee smiled back. "I like this song," she said. "Obviously," Nick replied. "Want to dance?" she asked suddenly. "Im a terrible dancer," he replied. "Oh, come on, itll be fun. I hate dancing by myself." Nick looked at the dance floor and there was no one there. She touched him arm again. "Ive got four left feet," he protested, but with little conviction. He liked her more and more. He looked down at his arm and saw the rings once again. Her eyes followed his, but she didnt understand. "What?" she asked. "What would your husband think?" he asked quietly. Renee looked surprised as she looked at Nick, then to her hand. "My husband would think nothing of it because Im not married. Never have been." Nick looked at her in disbelief. "What about those?" he asked, pointing to her hand. "Those are to help ward off some of the more amorous customers we have here. Its pretty effective." She glanced to the dance floor. "So, enough questions," she said as


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she grabbed his hand, "lets dance." Renee gently pulled Nick out of his chair and they walked toward the stage where a small area was set aside for dancing. His thoughts were in high gear now that he had this news. He only hoped it was true. They reached the dance floor and Renee began to move with the music, swivelling her hips and throwing her arms around as she danced around Nick. Nick tried to keep up and show some semblance of rhythm, but it was no use. He was still having a good time despite it, though, as he watched Renees hips and body flow naturally and move to the music. She was a very good dancer and didnt hold back as Nick enjoyed the show. The song ended and they walked back to their chairs. After they sat down, Renee remarked, "That was fun. Youre not a bad dancer at all." "I dont know who you were watching out there, but it obviously wasnt me. But, at least I didnt step on your feet," he grinned. They were quiet once again, drinking and taking in the atmosphere. It was beginning to get a little more crowded and the tables were starting to fill. The band who was scheduled to appear that evening had arrived and were starting to unload their instruments and equipment. Renees stomach started to growl and she remembered she hadnt eaten anything since her one oclock lunch. She hadnt eaten because of her shift and other reasons, but it was now protesting. She looked uncomfortable and Nick noticed it. "You okay?" he asked. "Im just getting a bit hungry, thats all. Do you want to go somewhere and grab a bite with me? We can always come back if you want." She looked at him expectedly. Nick thought about it briefly. He thought it would be nice to be alone with her for a while. "Sure, sounds great," he heard himself say. "Good," she replied, "I hate to eat alone." Renee then turned to Joe. "Hey Joe, save our spots for us, would you?" Joe nodded and waved and turned his attention back to his customer. They left the bar and turned right. "Theres a nice restaurant down here," she said, pointing ahead. "I know," Nick said, "I live around here." "Thats right, you do, dont you?" Renee replied. Nick looked at her and couldnt recall telling her where he lived. Maybe he did, but couldnt remember. He pushed it aside as they walked down the sidewalk towards the restaurant. Renees step was quick and light despite her tall frame and Nick had to make a conscious effort to keep pace. Her shoulder length hair was bouncing lightly and a small smile was etched upon her lips. They stopped at the door leading to the entrance of "Louies" as Nick reached forward, grasped the door handle, and opened it for her. "Thanks," she said as she ducked under his arm. They were met by a stout man with classical Italian looks. "Good evening," he greeted them, "how many