And that's when her eyebrows shot up towards her hairline. "Strip club?" Cassie parroted, a small smirk crossing her face.

After hearing the other bits of random trivia. "I'm thinking you're right. Well, if you ever need a ride, you just holler for me, okay?" Cassie offered.

He'd patched her up when she'd arrived. Was decent. Didn't stare at her tits, despite the way she dressed. Made him all right in her book.