"Nah, I'll drag Damian out of bed and take him out," Arie says with a wave of his hand as he leans back against his chair and settles to look at Ulysse levelly.

"So, now... How long am I going to have to wait for you to tell me what's going on with the Roadhouse?" he asks firmly. "We can dance around this topic but you'll hate it and I'll hate it. Lets just get it over with."