"Oh I've seen some just as cute."
"Not like him," murmured Paul.
"Have you heard from him?" asked the pale Grover.
Paul shrugged in the chair. "No, I haven't. Guess that's why I'm so low."
"Now don't let that one get you down. I knew there was something wrong the moment I saw you but I had no idea you had fallen for that kid. You've had one night stands before. Now haven't you and they were just for the evening. What you need is someone. Someone new … Go out and find something … I wish I didn't have to squat behind this evil desk, I'd go with you. A new face always peps me up and the bars must be gay tonight."
"Think so? Think that's what I need?"
"I know it is. Why don't you go over to the Green Parrot?"
"Is it still open?"
"Is it?" Grover threw a hand on his chest. "It's madder than ever … absolutely mad. They've got a bunch of drag queens working and the trade just flocks there."
"Sounds interesting … I love drag shows anyway."
"Wish I could go with you … I'm not as tired as I thought I was." Grover laughed and flipped the cigarette into a tray.
"It's so hard to meet someone you want to be with. I generally get the type that either wants money or one night stands."
Grover's mouth popped open. "Oh … hell … I wish you would have been here earlier. There was the best looking John here a while ago. Real manly and very nice. Just the type you're looking for. He came up and asked me if I knew some girl who would have dinner with him and then go to some club and dance. Just out of a clear sky he pops up with this. I started to tell him I'd leave any time he wanted to, but decided I'd better not. He looked and talked so serious I wasn't sure just what he did want." Grover took a needed breath. "I suggested Rosie, you know Rosie. I don't think she looks like a whore, do you?"
"No."
"He asked me what she did and I told him … He didn't want a whore and didn't care what she looked like he said. I told him she was very attractive but no … no whore … God, he was so hand-
