Peter would feel better in a little while, certainly, once the heat started to get to him. The upstsirs rooms were always blasting cold air but in those pants a person had to be careful. He didn't want the kid falling over or needing to be carried out. It would ruin the fun.

As with Judas, Simon got a king's greeting. Word had already spread that he was bringing a potential new pet and so everyone was looking over Peter the way they never looked over Judas when he came out with Simon. House rules about free drinks seemed to apply and Simon tipped the jar well the first time he helped himself to a beer to make up for it. "What do you want?" he asked, having to lean in and yell into Peter's ear. "Are you a Vodka cranberry sort of guy?" The thought amused him. "Or what about a shot of patron?"

Something to calm his nerves. The demo was a good half an hour away.