Then I bite down on a laugh when I see Doug, a regular, walk up and press his body against Joe’s back as he tries to join the hug. Joe jolts. Doug wraps his arms around Joe’s neck, not touching the women. “What’re we hugging for?” Joe tries to shrug him off. “Dammit, Doug. You need to be invited for stuff like this.” “Aw, come on, man.” Doug drops his arms and steps back. “I never get hugs.”
