She probably knew a good third of their sisters and wives and co-workers. Probably their parents too. The girl retreated further into her seat, looking as innocent as she could. She didn’t want to leave, it was clear. There was a silence, one that none of us girls cared to tide over. It was bad of Bruce to break the unspoken rule, but the guys couldn’t stay angry at him. For one thing, he was too drunk to care, and more important, he was paying for the whole night, as he always did. The bill was probably equivalent to half of their monthly paychecks. So the men turned back to their girls,
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In the interview after the book, the author said she convinced her male friends to bring her to the salon with them so this is likely speaking from experience
