Duncan
"Hey Duncan," Ed said as he headed outside. "A gift from your wife," he said, handing him the beer.
"Hey Ed, thanks."
"What do we got cooking?"
Duncan lifted the lid of the grill to check the food. "We got some ribs, jalapeno sausage, some corn, potatoes with onions."
"I knew I smelled something good. How ya been?"
Duncan nodded. "I'm good, work is keepin' me busy. How about you?"
Ed shrugged. "Same old same old. You catch the game last night?"
The two men continued to talk about sports for a few minutes, and then the patio door opened to let Drake and Mark out.
Duncan laughed and shook his head. "What the hell are you doing here?" he asked, shaking Mark's hand.
"Well s**t, I can leave," he said, taking a swig of his beer as he playfully turned back towards the patio door.
