“Really? This was your big plan?” Eileen asks as we step past the bouncer and into the familiar multi-colored lights.

Did I take Eileen back to the same dance club we originally met at? Yes. Am I feeling a little nostalgic about it all? Oh, absolutely. But that’s not why I brought her here.

“You said you trusted me. Have a little faith.”

“I think I might have too much faith if you just want to drink our problems away.”

I roll ...