It had been a rough day at McMahon and Tate, and Larry was about ready for a belt. He found his way to a dive bar not far off of Madison Ave. It was a favorite hangout for "mad men"—and Larry was one of the originals.

When he walked in he could see the unmistaken figure of Don Draper of Draper and Olson. Draper had left his wife, and Sterling Cooper (quite possibly the other way around on the former some years ago) and partnered with a young female copy writer starting their own agency that now rivaled both their former employers and McMahon and Tate. There were rumors that Don Draper and Peggy Olson were more than business partners, which wouldn't surprise Larry as he had known Don for years, but that didn't really matter in the ad game. What matter was the two were a team to deal with.

"Hey Don, " Larry greeted.

"Hello yourself Tate, that was a pretty sneaky move with Nair account. Peggy had that almost wrapped up until your man Stephens makes his presentation," Draper retorted.

The older man smiled, "What can I say Don, the kid has a magic touch. To think I almost gave you his job."

Draper replied, "To think even considered working for a over the hill blowhard like yourself," the one-upmanship being over Don then invited, "go ahead you old fart, have a seat." Don then motioned the waitress to bring a round.

"Thanks, " Larry said, "How is Peggy?"

Don answered, "Married to her work, as usual. But I'm not complaining. Brings a lot of business into the office."

Larry remarked, "That's right, she is your Darrin."

Don mused, "Before he passed away, Roger Sterling called her my Don Draper."

Larry lifted his glass, and Don did likewise, "To Roger Sterling. " Larry toasted and Draper echoed.

It did kind of give Larry the chills talking about Roger. They were both about the same age when Roger died last year, they both did the same job, and they were both fiercely competitive about it. If Darrin Stephens was McMahon and Tate's Don Draper—Larry Tate was definitely Roger Sterling.

Don broke the tension with, "Well what do we have here?"

Larry followed Draper's gaze. There was a brunette standing at the bar wearing a little black dress. Her back was to the men, but it was a very fine backside. There was something familiar about the woman. When she turned around Larry wanted to find the nearest exit- fast!

"Cotton-Top!" the brunette shouted out while walking over to the table.

Surprised, Don exclaimed, "Larry, you old dog! You've been holding out on me! Here I though it was Louise that had you on the leash, but boy was I wrong."

Larry replied, "I wish you were wrong about that—but if what you are thinking is true, my old friend, Louise would tighten that leash around my neck and I would spend my limited remaining days in the dog house."

The shapely woman got to the table and asked, "So Larry, are you going to introduce me to Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome here?"

Being a gentleman, Larry introduced, "Serena, this is Don Draper. Don, this is Serena—she's the cousin of Darrin Stephen's wife Samantha.