Call Me Seth

Ethan

"Yes!" He slapped the table and laughed loudly, gaining us some unneeded attention from the tables around us. "I knew it would. I used that on my wife and still do when she's really pissed."

"Um, give me the goods." Seth leaned in. "You know... in case I finally find someone."

"You will, man." I smiled at Seth. "And if not, Rosy Palm loves you long time. She will keep you happy for years and years to come."

"Fuck you, dill weed." He glanced over at Frank. "Spill the goods."

Frank walked him through the same mumbo jumbo he had walked me through, and I bit my tongue to keep from being an ass. It came naturally to me. Must have been in my jeans. My brother was the same way.

"So, Ethan got some great news today. Jeff called and said that the girl at the club was dropping her rape charges and most likely that she would be willing to go on camera saying she'd lied."

"Wow. Really?" Seth reached over and patted my back. "One scandal down and how many to go?"

"One more." I took the glass