Chapter 17

Never mind that Mabry rolled his eyes at Ryan’s choice of words. “What Ryan means is we’d like to offer you the position of full-time head bartender. You’d work eight hours a day until close. We’d need you on Fridays and Saturdays for sure, as those are our busiest nights. You could have Sundays and Mondays off, or some other days, if you prefer.”

Ryan nodded. “And you have to make those killer martinis. They’re going to be a huge hit the rest of this season.”

“We offer benefits,” Mabry said. “Health insurance. A small dental plan.”

“We’re working on getting a 401K, too,” Ryan put in. “I know all that might be unusual for locally owned restaurants, but we like being different.”

Mabry smiled at Ryan. “Yes, we are.” He turned back to Edward. “You’re very quiet, Edward. I hope that doesn’t mean no?”

Edward shook his head. “Oh, no, sir.”

“Chris.”