Chapter 17
The "club" Chuck took them to was in a seedy part of town. When they walked up to the door, Gary said, "What kind of a club is this?"
"Gar, it's an after hours place. A friend of mine told me about it." Chuck smiled. "We can stay here till the wee hours of the morning."
After they got into the club, to Gary's dismay it was in fact a strip club. The other guys wanted to stay so they all sat down at the table that had been reserved for them up front. After Gary had a few beers, he started to loosen up a bit. This wasn't so bad, he thought.
"What do you think Gar?" Chuck asked as he waived some money at the girl dancing in front of them.
"It's not so bad, Chuck. I'm sorry that I misjudged your intentions." Gary said with a smile.
"Hey guys, I think we should pitch in and get Gary a lap dance." Chuck said as the guys started to laugh.
"No thanks." Gary said quickly.
"Okay Gar, you can just sit here and enjoy the view with some friends." Chuck smiled. "Here, at least give the girl some money." Chuck said as he handed Gary a five-dollar bill.
Gary reluctantly placed the money into the girl's g-string. She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek.
"You're cute." She smiled. Gary blushed.
Before he knew it someone grabbed him from behind and said, "Hey! That's my girlfriend."
Gary turned around to find a very large burly man, dressed in biker attire, standing behind him.
"He's so jealous." The girl said.
"Hey, buddy, I didn't do anything, she kissed me." Gary said honestly. "What'll you say I buy you a beer?" Gary said.
"She kissed you, huh?" The guy said as he looked at his girlfriend. "Not likely." Then he punched Gary in the stomach.
Gary doubled over in pain. Chuck jumped onto the guys' back and cracked him over the head with a beer bottle. A fight ensued and everyone in Gary's party got involved.
The next thing Gary knew he was sitting in a holding cell at the 23rd precinct. He watched as Greg sat outside of the cell and signed autographs for all of the police officers. Emmitt and Mike sat on the bench across from him with the biker from the strip club. Chuck sat next to Gary.
"I can't believe I trusted you, again." Gary said loudly. "Not only am I sitting in a jail cell the night before my wedding, but if I do get out and am able to get married, it's going to be with a black eye."
"Gar I had no idea this would happen." Chuck said innocently. "Why don't you pass some blame on to gigantor over there."
"You better shut that little fella up." The biker said as he stood up.
"Calm down guys." Emmitt said as he stood. "Gary we're all sorry this happened."
"Are you seriously getting married tomorrow, man?" The biker asked.
"Hopefully." Gary groaned as he touched his eye.
"Listen man, I'm sorry I jumped to the wrong conclusion. It's just she drives me crazy." The biker said. "You know, if you don't press any charges and I don't press any charges all they got on us is disorderly conduct. That's probably a fine."
"Gary Hobson! You're out of here."
Gary turned to see a police officer coming towards the holding cell. He reached down and unlocked the door.
"Bail's been posted." The officer said as he directed Gary out of the cell.
"What about us?" Chuck asked.
"Hobson only." The officer said as Gary shrugged and followed the police officer.
"Gar! Garrrry!" He heard Chuck scream.
When Gary got out into the hallway, he saw Kaitlyn standing at the front desk writing something. Gary walked up to her as he saw her rip a check out of her checkbook and hand it to the officer.
"Kaitlyn." Gary said sheepishly. She turned and looked at him sympathetically.
"Gary, what did he get you in to?" She said as she touched his eye.
"Ouch." Gary flinched.
"Sorry. I posted your bail." She said.
"What about the guys?" Gary asked.
"Their wives want them to sit for a little while longer." Kaitlyn said. "Come on let's go home."