The bistro didn’t start its seasonal hours just yet, so on Mondays and Tuesdays the place was still closed until four. Next week it would open from seven in the morning until late, which none of us liked, but like they say c’est la vie. I saw Gavin and Cooly on the terrace loading up the BBQ getting the food ready, while Roxi and Kaci and some new staffers were putting up the lights. I saw a familiar face, one I didn’t expect. Jaks was helping set up the music system. Philip had walked over to me, “I know! His yummy!” He gave him a once over then another. “You’re beyond gay.” I said to him as he laughed. “Too bad he’s not!” He pouted. “What’s he doing here?” I asked. “Well he needed more work and we needed a bartender. Roxi recommended him.” We both headed to the terrace. “Ahh!” cried Roxi. Kaci just made fun of her mimicking her scream.
