Vince
"Hey Easton." I say cheerily as we approach him. "Nice mask. Thanks for inviting me. This is my date, Anna."
He barely glances her way, instead staring over his shoulder at Cat. "Glad you two could make it. Sorry, I'm a little distracted."
"Where's your son?"
"He's in bed. Too late for him."
"That was a good game the other night. Rough, but you guys pulled it out. Here we brought you a drink. It's just lemonade, but how about a celebratory toast. To more hockey wins and the start of a really good year." I hold out the cup and he takes it.
"Sure, why not." He's lifting it to his lips when someone backs into me hard and the cup in my right hand sloshes everywhere, spilling right onto Lorelei. I turn as she gasps with outrage. Becker holds his hands up. "Sorry, wasn't watching wh
