“Wait. Let me talk to the bartender again. I'm supposed to tell him whether you're straight or not.” “Sure.” He went out of the phone booth, and it suddenly seemed a lot cooler in the bar. He caught Bernie's eye, and motioned at the phone. “She wants to talk to you again.” Bernie nodded and came back down the bar. On the way by he said, “Stick around a minute, huh?” Parker nodded. Two guys down at the end of the bar by the door were definitely not looking at him.
