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The door shut, and the last of the lunch custo by the sidewalk to take theot in the cab okay As soon as the car drove away, he turned to the bar, a grin stretching across his face, and nodded to Matt

“Get the shots,” he said

A cheer broke out froathered at the bar,one in thewas To at his software co so blissfully in love that he barely see the video conference we’d had earlier that

“To a hell of a first quarter,” Mason said, raising his glass

“Our bar ht have had to move,” Jordan added, “but we’re back and better than ever”

“Hear, hear,” Matt said

“And,” I said, causing all three of my brothers to look over at me, “to even more success in the future”

“Bottoms up,” Mason called, and we all downed our shots

“Christ, as that?” Jordan asked, coughing

“We had to empty that bottle of the Japanese tequila,” Matt said

“Those tords should never, ever be in the same sentence,” I added

“I know, but it was a vendor gift, and I felt bad letting it sit around At least it’s gone now,” Matt said

“Can we have soet that taste?”

“I got it,” Mason said, getting up and going around the back of the bar Reaching up, he grabbed a bottle of the top-shelf Irish whiskey, bringing it down and pulling out larger glasses Filling half the glasses with dark soda, he added the whiskey and passed them out

“That’ll do,” Jordan said happily as he sipped on the drink