"No amount of money, or flash will win this" Joe firmily placed his own little blue box on the table.
I could not control my eyebrow it raised in silent question.
"Last night" was all Joe could say. His mask came off revealing a discontented man.
"It didn't go well because of you" he pointed at me " You fill her head with fast cars, good parking spots and mysteroso magic"
I barked out a laugh and leaned back in my chair.
"Is this second grade? You keepin score Joe? Or are you just mad because she turned you down?"