Isaac POV

　　I hesitated for a moment, looking around the bar. Marcus was busy talking to someone else, and I thought having some company might be nice. "Sure, why not? The more, the merrier."

　　We continued chatting, enjoying our drinks, and the night became livelier. The woman, Vanessa, and I talked about different things, keeping the conversation light and fun.

　　As the night went on, Marcus came over with a playful grin. "Isaac, my man, looks like ...