“Are you listening?” Oliver snaps his fingers in front of you and then tries waving his hand to get your attention with impatience.

Blanc chuckles, placing a hand to your forehead. “It seems the little lady is drunk after just one pint.”

They’re regulars at Oasis, the bar that a friend of their’s owns, but they’ve never seen you before. But, you look like you have a lot on your mind.