Butch walked into the gym for his late afternoon/evening shift. He was whistling and grinning from ear to ear.
“Hey!” Mary said from behind the reception desk. “You and that Mr. Boudine must have had a great time last night.”
“The best! Who’s on the docket tonight?”
Mary checked her monitor. “Mr. Bartlett.”
“I’ll take him,” Butch announced cheerily.
“You’ll take who?” Quinn asked, walking up to the reception counter behind Butch.
“Mr. Bartlett,” Mary said with a laugh.
“Bartlett? You’re not going to try to push him off on me again?” Quinn asked incredulously.
“Nope,” Butch replied. “Happy to work with the old man.”
“Okay, what’s the catch?” Quinn asked.
“Butch seems to have had a great date with Mr. Boudine,” Mary offered. “Seems to have made him overly generous.”
Quinn looked f
