With that, we all stand at once, heads ducked low as we scurry out of the bar, missing out on the final rounds of trivia night. Doris catches us on our way out, grabbing Rosie by the wrist to stop her. Her voice drops to a serious whisper. “You girls be careful out there.” We nod in unison. “But, Rosie Belmont, if I catch you on your phone again during trivia night, I will ban you for life.” Rosie cracks a smile, a dry laugh, lurching from her throat. “You got yourself a deal, Doris.”
