Today was a slow day at the bistro, it was kind of nice. Everybody left expect for Vincent Charbonneau, like usual. He was pretty sure everyone was gone so he stayed in his office.

Rody was heading home until he remembered a question he wanted to ask Vincent. He remembers that he’s usually in his office at this time.

Rody knocked on the door and saw Vincent laying there on his desk with a wine glass right beside him.

Vincent looked up and saw Rody. “Rody?”