Bill and Gary sat at the Flamingo, one drink leading to the next as they reminisced about old times. The evening darkness gave birth to streetlights, while the traffic lights shone brightly in the distance, changing from one color to the next.

The evening chill creeping in went unnoticed by the two men as they languished in their warm, cheery atmosphere.

Gary now inadvertently looked down at his wristwatch and remembered he had to be off.

�I�ll take care of the bill� Gary reaffirmed, as he pulled his jacket off from the back of the chair he was sitting on. But Bill, who insisted on settling the account, stopped him.

�Don�t worry. I'll settle the bill� he generously offered.

�Bill getting the bill � I like that� joked Gary as he headed off.

With Gary gone, and the prospect of leaving for home looming, Bill contemplated ordering another pint, while pondering on what the guys at the Pub and Grill were getting up to.

'In for a penny, in for a pound' he thought as the waitress approached his table with another pint, though he hadn�t ordered it yet.

�I didn�t order another drink� corrected Bill, who had now sensibly reasoned that it was better to head home.

�I know� responded the waitress confidently. �It was ordered by the gentleman who�s just left � Gary is actually one of our premium clients.�