"Hi Veronica. Let me have something on draft when you have the chance."

She nodded and put the box down. She poured the guys at the other end of the bar a fresh shot each before drawing my beer from the tap. I slid her my card and she took it to the register.

"I'll leave it open. I get the feeling you'll be here a while tonight." I got a wink from her.

"I'm sure I will be."

"So, was today any less weird than yesterday?" She was bent over, sorting glasses below the bar, peering up at me as I stared down at her rack.

I shook my...