"The drink boy," he answered. "So eager to give me his number."

Adamo faked a short laugh.

"He's just the inside eye. Has to keep up appearances. What I needed was someone to watch my back as I get in there. Or to watch someone's back as they get in. I'm flexible." Adamo grinned stupidly for just a second, and it wouldn't take the man's best friend to know there was a double entendre there. "I may have to use my pretty face to distract people."