Page 5 of Yo Ho Ho
"It doesn't even have olives. It's pretentious."
Alex reached over and snatched Logan's martini out of his hand before he could object and took a swig from the glass. "And now it's mine."
"Seriously?" Logan asked incredulously.
"I scored two goals tonight."
"I assisted on both of them!"
Alex shrugged and with his eyes staring at Logan, drank from his newly claimed martini.
Logan sighed, his shoulders hunching over as he had to accept the fact that he needed to get another drink. To be fair, Alex did in fact score two goals tonight. He would make Logan buy him a drink at some point anyway so why not tonight in Los Angeles?
"Anyone need a drink now that I have to go get another one?"
"Sure," Max smiled over at her media guys. "I owe Bob a drink anyway so I'll come with you."
"Get our usual," Bob said. "And next time, remember how many championships Montreal won in the pre-expansion era."
"And bring another martini!" Alex yelled.
Logan could only roll his eyes and muttered, "Think again, Birdie."
He turned to follow Max, her hips swaying as she made her way over the bar, squeezing her way in between a few people in the crowd. Of course, the bartender quickly noticed her.
"Two Jacks on the rocks."
"And another martini, no olives," Logan added.
She turned and smiled at him. "Still sticking with the pretentious glass, eh?"
He shrugged, knowing full well that she was teasing him. He was more than willing to let her play that game with him.
"So what brought you guys here tonight?" he asked as they waited on their drinks.
"It was close," Max replied. "Easier to trudge back to the hotel if the newspaper has a question about my game story."
"Did your game story include my quote about L.A.'s goalie sucking it up tonight?"
She just rolled her eyes at him. He would never admit that he thought it was adorable.
"It was pretty obvious their goalie sucked," she said. "Six goals in one night isn't a good thing."
He took a step closer, almost getting close enough to invade her personal space. Almost. "I didn't ask you about Denisov's save percentage. I asked if you included a quote from me."
He saw the corners of her mouth begin to curl up teasingly. "I used a quote from your captain." She grabbed the two Jacks off the bar and smiled at the bartender. "All three of these are on the tab for that table over there."
The bartender nodded, but Logan gave her a quizzical look.
"What?" she said.
"I thought you didn't let players buy your drinks," he said. "Journalism ethics and all that."
Max's eyes flashed down to Logan's lips — just for a split second but long enough for him to notice. She was thinking about their night together, and about the fact that there had never been a repeat because of her vaulted "journalism ethics."
"Who's picking up the tab tonight?" she asked.
"The captain is letting us charge it to our per diem account," he said. "He said it's considered team building even if he isn't here."
