"The front door," he winks, "It is the greatest experience, walking around and not even having one cute girl wink at me. So liberating."
"I still don't get how you did it. That's impossible. They must have noticed you."
"Details, details. We will get to them later." Lew yawns, and then pulls out a slender key. "I got this from the red-head that just left."
"Kurtis? So you have been in here the whole time?" I ask in annoyance, "Why didn't you tell us?"
"How much fun would that be? And it's only been a few minutes. He walked out, I walked in. And he had his key dangling from his belt loop as if he wanted it to be stolen. I could have sworn I saw him grin on the way out."
That sly dog—quite literally. I can't help but like him now, no matter how aggravated I am at my present situation.
