"How long as he been here?"

"About an hour just staring into the same mug of beer he ordered when he came in."

Vinnie sighed as he took a sip of his own beer. He had been worried about Tony since Sam had called him a week ago. She had told him about Tony breaking up with Kathleen and telling Angela that he loved her. But, apparently things between them were now very tense. He and the guys had been wanting to talk to Tony but the opportunity had never presented itself. Luckily Marty had called him and he in turn had called the rest of the guys who should all be here *he checked his watch* in about 10 minutes. Vinnie sighed and took another sip of beer. Tony looked miserable. He hadn't looked this bad since Marie had died. He remembered that time. His friend who was so normally upbeat and outgoing had been so down and crestfallen that it broke his heart. And now here he was looking the same way. He had to do something. He had been there for Tony before and he would be there for him now.

Tony stared into the mug of beer but all he could see was Angela's hurt face. All around him people were talking and laughing but all he could hear was the pain in her voice.

"You had a choice Tony! You had the choice to leave the hotel room but you didn't! You had the choice to tell me it was over with her but once again you didn't!"

She was right. He shook his head. She was. He did have a choice and he made the wrong one. The wrong choice and here he was miserable without the love of his life.

"Tony, please let me go."

He sighed heavily. He heard those words in his dreams every night. He heard them in his every waking hour. He missed her. He ached with how much he missed her. Sure they were still living together but the distance between them was so wide he felt like they were living in different states. He wished there was something-anything- he could say or do to make her come back to him. But Sam was right. He had to give her time. He would wait forever for her. If he rushed her it could ruin everything. He looked up as Vinnie and the rest of the guys sat down at the table with him.

"Hey Guys."

"Hi Tony!"

"Hey Tone!"

"So, what's up?" he asked knowing the answer to his question already.

"You tell us." Philly said.

Tony shrugged. "What's there to say? You guys were right. I love Angela and I totally screwed everything up."

"So what now?" Eddie asked.

Tony sighed. "She doesn't want anything to do with me. She asked me-no told me to let her go."

"So are you just going to sit there and tell us you've given up?" Tiny asked grabbing a handful of peanuts.

"No, I told her that I was never going to give up on her. I mean how can I? I love her. I haven't loved a woman like this since Marie."

"But?" Vinnie asked.

"But, I can't push her. She's not the kind of person who can be. I need to give her time. Like Sam said. But to tell you the truth guys. Its killing me. I just feel so lost without her." He said his eyes taking on a sad lost look.

The guys laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"You. You just sound so pathetic and miserable." Philly wisecracked.

"Hardy Har Har!" Tony said sarcastically. "I thought you guys would be happy. I mean hey I've finally admitted that I love Angela."

"Well we are. But hey you know us. We're still going to rile ya."

Tony started to smile and then stopped almost immediately.

"Hey Tony. Things will work out." Vinnie said patting him on the back.

"I hope so."

They sat in silence drinking their beer and eating the peanuts and pretzels that were on the table. A beautiful dark haired woman approached the table.

"Well Tony Micelli. How have you been?"

Tony looked up and was a little shocked to see who it was.

"Hey Frankie. How are you?"

"I'm good. My job is going great."

"That's good." Tony said out of politeness more than interest.

"Thanks. But, there is something missing. Or should I say someone..." the tone of her voice left no doubt who she was talking about.

Tony stood up and threw some money on the table. "Sorry Frankie. But, I'm spoken for."

"Angela right?"

"Yep, it always has been and it always will be. See ya later guys."

"Bye Tony!"

"Bye!"

"See ya Micelli!"

The guys and Frankie watched Tony leave Marty's.

"Well you can't blame a girl for trying. But, I should have known. I could sense something between them years ago." Frankie shrugged and went to order a drink.

"Yeah, let's just hope I'm right and things do work out." Vinnie said standing up. "Okay whose butt am I going to beat in pool tonight?"