The bar was noisy and bustling with activity. I could already see people with rolled up sleeves and tired faces who looked like they came from work.
Ivy led me to a table with three others. They were already having beer.
"Waiter, two more bottles of beer for Bella and Ivy," A man at the table called out.
Oh crap. Another night with people who knew Bella, but I knew nothing about them.
"How have you been, Bella?" The man asked as he helped me open my bottle of beer. "We heard about the accident thing. We're so sorry we didn't come around."
"It's not a big deal. I didn't even want anyone to stress too much for me." I waited patiently for someone to call out the name of the trio who were at the table, but no one did.
"James, pass me a pizza slice," Ivy pointed towards the half eaten pizza in the box. The man who had been talking to me gave her a slice out of the box. James, so that was his name.
"Why is Nelly so quiet?" Ivy asked James in a voice that sounded like a whisper.
