As Jack drove, Melissa made small talk; how many in your family? Where did you grow up? How did you meet Kate (Melissa knew that answer to this one, of course, having already gotten it from Kate, but it never hurt to hear both sides).
They arrived at the bar after only a short drive, and Jack hopped out to help Melissa out of the car, as the low seats could make it difficult to exit gracefully in a skirt. He opened the door and Melissa flipped her well-turned ankles out of the car. Jack could not help but notice her legs as he offered Melissa his hand. She easily pulled herself from the car without causing her skirt to rise up any further than it had on the drive over, but Jack noticed the play of muscle in her thighs and calves as she stood.
They went inside. The bar was called "The Red Derby" and was decorated in an old-fashioned style, with velvet curtains and old photographs on the walls. Jack let Melissa enter first, and watched as a not-nearly-old-enough-to-be-my-girlfriend's-mother's-looking rear end proceeded him through the door.
Once inside, Jack asked, "Would you like to sit at the bar, or find a booth?"
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