Duncan scrolled down the table with his finger.

Whew!

Government do take a big bite, don't she?

Just then. The phone.

"Hey Duncan, it's Alexandria. Dinner Tonight?

"Absolutely. You don't mind paying, do you?.......Uncle Sam has taken all my mon-..."

Click.

She new he was kidding.......didn't she?

Duncan chewed on his pencil and stared at the phone.

Ten minutes. No call back.

Duncan went to the fridge. No zima.

He would try to call Bill to go out to dinner. Bill had plenty of money.

                               

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