Andre did take some time off as Thorin had requested, going down to New Orleans. Despite the excitement the city provided, he found he was bored with no one to share it with, so he had returned home late Thursday night.
When he walked into the club soon after eight Friday evening, the first person he saw was Thorin, seated at one of the bars.
“What are you doing here?” Thorin asked when Andre joined him.
“I got bored in New Orleans and came back,” Andre replied with a grin.
“Only you.” Thorin shook his head. “One of the most interesting cities in the world, for those of us in the know, and you turn your nose up at what it has to offer.”
Andre shrugged. “I’d rather hang around here.” Resting an elbow on the bar, he looked around, asking, “Is there anything you need me to do?”
“No. It’
