She pulled off her raincoat and nodded at George behind the bar. “Hi, George!” “How are you doing, Aubrey? The rest of the gang is here, I believe. They’re back behind the screen so you can have a private get-together.” He winked at her. “Don’t get too crazy.” She laughed. “Hardly.” She made her way toward the back corner, where a screen was set up to block off a few tables for a private event. She came around the partition and was immediately greeted with hugs and chatter. “I’m so glad you could come,” Sara said. “Come and sit. You can hang your coat over there.” She pointed at a rack of hooks on the wall, where everyone else had already deposited theirs. Everyone else included Tori, Chloe, and Maggie, who were seated along the back of the table, as well as Sara, who sat opposite them and gestured for Aubrey to take the empty seat beside her. “How’s the brief looking?” Tori asked. Of the group here, she was the most invested in the zoning issue, since she was the architect.
