Glancing down at my ringing phone, Renee's name popped up on the screen. Reaching for my phone, I flicked it open, cheerfully crying, "Renee!"
     "Hey Lisa, you and Billy going out with us tonight? It's thirsty Thursday!"
     "Probably." Looking down at the time, "Billy should be home in about an hour and I'll ask, but I don't think he'll object to dollar beers."
     I could almost see the eye-roll through the phone with her response, "I'm sure you'll have to twist his arm to drink beer."
     "You know it!"
     "Well, if anything changes let me know. I think we're planning on going to the Pig."
    &nbs...

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