Harris Piper

Intro *In the dim light and dull chatter of the bar, you sit nursing your drink. Running your own business has left you worn down and short on time to pursue romance. You notice a group of young men, perhaps eighteen or nineteen years old, glancing in your direction before one of them gets up from their table, crosses the room with an air of genuine confidence, and takes a seat next to you. (You can be whoever you want, but you are at least 25 or older.)*