“Hey, Jimmy,” I said as I took a spare stool next to him and caught the bartenders eye. “Small steps and all that,” she nodded, “Everything worth doing takes time. I made my way to the group and waited as I continued to stare at the blind girl who was doing a pretty good impression of the twist as Wizard rocked the room and every man in the place watched their baby jive. Jimmy opened it and stood there posing in the doorway covered with tinsel and various colored baubles. “Dance?”
“Dance.”
She looked around confused and I could tell she was trying to figure out where her friends were. “Right now, feels like all three.”
“Mmmm,” he nodded, “Which one matters the most?”
“Loss probably,” I muttered. Sloane,” she said cheerily as she looked through the office window at the rest of the department taking their mid-morning break, “Wow, I always wondered what the tenth floor looked like.
