The two of them stood outside the door to the banquet hall, he in his Sunday suit, she in a pretty black dress she wore way too seldom.
"C'mon, Babe. Let's go in."
She looked at her husband, missing two front teeth because of a bar fight last month, with Billy Bob Greenway. Across the street, she could see the Tivoli Theater, a place he was barred from for lighting farts with Billy Bob Greenway, last week. Billy Bob Greenway had just walked in, in front of them.
"Let's go home, Jimmy Joe."
"Sure. There's beer in the fridge."