They found Carter behind the bar at the Hog’s Breath Saloon, stirring a martini and, from all appearances, the feelings in the young female bartender.
“Here’s a puzzle,” Carter was saying. “A gentlemen’s club in a nudist colony. How would that even work? Would the dancers slowly put their clothes on?”
From the way she hung on his words, tittered when he delivered the line, she’d already fallen. Kak knew the look.
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