I looked to the side of me noticing Harlow, York, and Tex. "Here, welcome to the Vitale wive’s club," Ash said as he offered me a drink. He smiled like he'd given me a million dollars. "The what now?" York sipped his wine and grunted. "Just go with it." "He'll cry if you don't and no one wants to deal with Giancarlo when his man cries," Harlow added not so helpfully.
