Rick got up from his barstool and went to the bathroom.
He saw a phone number scrawled on the stall… for a good time call…
So, he did. He got out his phone and called the number.
There was a knock on the stall door. Rick opened it.
A man in a chauffeur’s suit was standing there.
“Come with me, sir,” said the man.
Rick washed his hands, dried them off, and left the bar with the chauffeur.
And he got in a white limo, and was never seen again.
One can only hope that he had a good time.