Chapter 130: Smokeshow Sandwich
TYLER
"Oh, this is only like two blocks from my apartment," Irina comments as we walk into the sports bar I picked.
We get a table and I order myself a beer. Irina orders some frilly girl drink and Zoya just orders a diet soda. The waitress, who's cute and petite and ginger, tells me I look familiar. I'm about ready to get my flirt on when I realize Irina and Zoya might not appreciate it.
"He is a pro-hockey player," Irina says, grabbing my arm in a weirdly proprietary way.
"Oh, you play for the Crush, right?" the waitress asks. "On the back line?"
"Yup, play defense. You a Crush fan?"
She grins. "I've been to a few games. Honestly, I wasn't that into it until I saw how many hot guys there are on the team. Your teammate? With the long hair? Whew!" She fans herself with her order notebook and gets a dreamy look on her face.
"Georg Kolochev?" Chicks love that dude's long hair for some reason that escapes me.
"Yes!"