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He nestled his way right in front of the woman with the green shirt.
“Sometimes it’s nice to be famous,” Jago whispered to me. “We may not be rock stars but to some of these people… we kind of are.”
“Good for you guys,” I said.
“Here we go,” Sebastian said.
I watched as Rome pointed to all of us.
The woman looked and smiled.
Then Rome whispered something to her.
The woman stepped away from him and covered her arms over her chest.
“Ut-oh,” I said.
“Give him a second,” Jago said.
More words were exchanged.
Then Rome put his hands together. Begging.
Then he grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it a little.
“Does this actually work?” I asked.
“Sometimes it does,” Henry said. “You get a big enough hockey fan…”
The woman pointed at Rome and started yelling.
“He’s in deep shit now,” Joe said.
Rome then made a gesture with this hands.
It was more than obvious he was now just simply requesting her bra cup size.
It all felt so dumb.
Yet I kind of enjoyed myself a little.
I enjoyed myself even more when I saw movement from the corner of my right eye.
“We’ve got company,” I said. “Fuck. I think she’s got a boyfriend.”
Jago turned his head.
He jumped up.
I jumped up.
Soon there were three guys making a straight line for Rome.
We cleared our table and hurried to the bar.
The woman called out, “This sick fuck wants me to flash him and hold my breasts in his hand to guess the size!”
“That’s not part of the rules,” Jago said to Rome.
