“I know but… we can’t let it get out either.” Peter said. “Look at us!”
“Waitress!” Audrey hollered from the dining room. “More wine at table three please!”
The boys sighed. “You gonna go or me?” Paul asked.
“Well it’s my turn I guess.” Peter sighed as he put his tray down and trotted through to the dining room. “Yes.” he asked.
“More wine please.” Audrey grinned as she handed her brother an empty bottle. He took it to the kitchen and grabbed a full bottle from the fridge. “Could you pour it please.” she asked when he returned and placed the bottle on the table. “And stand just a little further away so we can see your stocking tops.”