Jared smiled good-naturedly. “This place wouldn't have what I want.”
Dog scowled. “What do you mean? This is the biggest restaurant in Avenport! They even have the rarest Sauvignon Blanc if you so desire! What is it that you want?”
“I'm not fond of white wine,” Jared said with a contemptuous glance at the wine list. “I only drink Romanee-Conti or nothing at all.”
Dog frowned. “What the hell is that?”
In spite of herself, Josephine laughed at Dog's expression. Jared, on the other hand, remained silent with an enigmatic smile as he awaited Dog's response.
Still frowning, Dog turned to the waiter beside him. “What was that wine he mentioned? Do you have any on hand?”
The waiter shook his head. “We don't carry red wine here.”
“So it's a bottle of red, is it? What kind of person would drink that kind of swill?” Dog scorned in disdain before turning once more to the waiter. “Get out there and find some. Buy several bottles.”
As he spoke, Dog extracted a wad of cash from his wallet and let it fall onto the table with a smack.
The waiter merely stared at the stack and waited expectantly.
“Did you not hear me?” Dog fumed. “I told you to get out and buy us some wine!”
“It's not enough, Dog,” the waiter whispered.
“How much could a bottle of red cost?” Dog asked scornfully. “Here is another five thousand!”
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