Chapter 70
“Oh.” Mr. Tight Tee glanced at the mirror as if the final suggestion had been a serious one. When he looked back at Gerry, there was something else in his eyes. Fear, maybe; concern, anyway. As though he might have offended someone who was more important than he’d thought. Then his head tilted. and he gave Gerry a once-over. “Do I know you?”
“I seriously doubt it,” Gerry said with what he hoped was a sincere smile.
“Huh.” Mr. Tight Tee shrugged. “I’ll come back in a bit, then.” He paused before pulling the door shut and gave Gerry another long look. “You just look so familiar.”
“Well, you know what they say, after forty we all start to look the same.” Gerry waved at the room. “Is there any way I could get a drink?”