Page 53 of Grump Daddy's Baby

KAI: Vegas.

ME: Gonna need you to be more specific there, Mr. Talkative.

KAI: It’s nothing special.

ME: Wouldn’t know. I’ve never been.

KAI: Everyone should go to Vegas once in their life.

ME: For what? You just saved me money. It sounds like I’m not missing anything and gambling isn’t my thing.

KAI: Fair enough. What are you doing?

ME: Talking to this really annoying ass guy AKA my boss while I was just about to sit down and watch Bridgerton.

KAI: Sounds like he can’t take a hint.

ME: Talks a lot.

ME: And obviously isn’t catching on that I would rather be doing that than talking to him.

KAI: That’s pretty savage, Molly. Maybe he was bored.

ME: Then he should fly home.

KAI: He would if he didn’t have one more event tomorrow.

ME: Sounds like he’s in a dilemma.

KAI: Thankfully, there aren’t very many anymore.

ME: I wouldn’t say it’s that bad. You’re in Vegas. You can do whatever you want there.

KAI: How do you figure?

ME: Well, there’s that saying, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

KAI: That’s a bunch of bullshit nowadays. Social media ruins everything. I can’t blink twice in a row without people noticing or blogging about it.

ME: You need to be slick. If I were famous, I wouldn’t allow people around me to have their cell phones in case I do something stupid while half in the bag.

KAI: Are you a stupid drunk?

ME: No, just a really happy and friendly one.

KAI: How friendly?

ME: I dunno. I don’t think there’s a limit.

KAI: Really?

ME: Mhm.

KAI: So, if we were in Vegas together and you got drunk…nothing is off the table?

ME: As far as…

KAI: Me fucking you again.

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