I would really like to invest in his business. I know he could use the funds to expand. I will pitch him my idea after everything dies down. Hopefully, we can get him some clients tonight too. “What are you thinking about? Your mind is supposed to be clear. Stop biting your lip and scrunching your nose,” Vance complains, making me chuckle.
“I was thinking about you actually,” I said, and that earned me a look with one eyebrow raised. “As flattered as I am, darling, I don't do fish. You know I am a sausage kind of gal,” he says. Robyn and I burst out laughing. I was not expecting that response, but I loved it.
“What’s so funny? All of us here love sausage, don't we?” Vance smirks. “Very much, I don’t do fish either. I like my sausage long and th…” Robyn starts saying, but I cut her off.
