"Hehehe..."

Joe sat down beside Summer. Gale realized that Joe was also there. So, it had to mean that he was the one to bring Shawn here.

Summer was not drunk, but she was definitely tipsy. The alcohol was getting to her, making her a bit excited and carefree.

She slapped his shoulder heartily. "Joe, my man, didn't expect you to show up in the end. Too bad Gale and I are already done eating. How about we grab a couple of beers?"

"You're quite something, Summer, going straight for the alcohol?"

"Just a little treat, just a little treat. You and Mr. Wood must have finished eating too, so let's have a drink together to liven things up," Summer replied.

Joe looked at her flushed face and the scent of alcohol in her breath, wrinkling his brows in resignation. He did not dislike her alcohol breath; in fact, he found it quite pleasant.

"Come on! Waiter, bring another crate of alcohol!" Summer called out.

"Sure thing."

"This alcohol is nice. Gale and I always have a couple of glasses