Chapter 27

David, however, deflected his pissy attitude by talking about some of the celebrities he’d played with in Vegas and around the LA area. The guy was in seventh heaven listening to stories about some of his favorite celebs. Every once in a while David would turn and wink at me. I must have looked stunned each time because he’d give me a cheeky grin and fall back into chitchat without missing a beat.

After Mr. Golf and his gushy wife, Melissa brought over a couple who wanted me to talk them through all the recipes in my first book, the one the missus owned and evidently didn’t know how to use properly. When I clammed up because I was so pissed, David again saved the day. He chatted about times he’d made some of the dishes they mentioned and the little changes he’d figured out to make some of the recipes easier.