A Walk on the Wild Side. It’s a Café Six.

“Hey, thanks for letting me crash here last night, right cool of you man” – Denise, Proprietor and Bartender of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro couldn’t keep the wink out of her smile as she stared into the eyes of a man who used (rumor had it) his grandmother’s rosary beads as his eyeglass chain. Lou Ceasare’s reputation, no secret within certain circles, was subtly hinted at by the tall thin man when he asked her to do a favor for his friend, the owner of the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge whose head bartender went out on maternity leave 3 weeks earlier than expected.

“My pleasure doll, you need anything, just call.” The emphasis on “anything” told her all she needed to know about the man with teeth like daggers and a laugh once described as like “the burgeoning rumble of a domestic dispute between grizzly bears”; details about his business dealings or any other dealings were unnecessary, she understood the man’s ethos.

“Call me anytime you’re in a pinch, Lou“. Cell phone ringing, Lou held up his left index finger to the woman whose eyes sparkled like champagne; turning away from the bar, he walked to the far side of the lounge, voice low.

Denise’s walk was legend in and around the SSC&B for being distinctive in rhythm and meter, seamlessly fluid yet smoothly syncopated, she moved quickly yet never appeared hurried; so it came as no surprise when Lou, having finished his phone call, turned back to find the woman, who in his mind would be his new head bartender, gone, the door just closing behind her.