“I mean, let’s not put this on a Three Musketeers basis. I like you and it’s obvious you’re a big hit with the pretty girls. But if you fall over I won’t pick you up.” “Yeah.” He smiled back, but his smile felt lame. “On the other hand,” Baker drawled softly, “we’re all in this together and we might as well keep each other amused.” McVries smiled. “Why not?”
