The place is hopping. The band on stage is rocking the house, playing a mix of the last three decades. Now if only Ike can keep Tori from ripping the faces off the two guys who pinched her butt while she was serving them. Ike had to give them credit though. As soon as she hissed at them they apologized to Tori.
Ike spies Monty as he makes his way to through the crowd. Her tray drops on an empty table and she throws her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply.
"Thank the Gods you are BACK! If one more guy pinches Tori, she is going to go Viper on them."
Tori glides up and shoves her tray in Monty's hands. "Here. You wait tables. I'll tend bar." She hisses at one guy who reaches up to touch her sleeve. "Off duty, bud. Talk to the man." She points at Monty and stalks off.
"Um... sweetheart...." Ike sighs. "She isn't the most... tolerant person."
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