The Hop’s parties had a way of turning into orgies. It’s what was expected from a room full of hookers and twelve drunk guys about to see their friend get hitched, but the guys who came in that night were older. It was a second marriage, and the rest of them were wifed up with a couple of kids each, and they weren’t really interested in sex so much as being at the most famous brothel in the world for a night. So we set up a poker table in the parlor and played deep into the night. The men were too drunk to be any good and Lady and Mia were only interested in looking at each other and Betty’s bluff face is a telling pout and I was the only one hungry enough for the money to try at all. I came out of that game with a couple grand to give to Dakota, and that’s not a bad night. Daddy broke up the party around two a.m. Lady was meant to do an interview the next day.