After A Few Minutes Malcolm Got His Temper Under Control. He Picked Up The Phone Again And Dialed The

After a few minutes Malcolm got his temper under control.  He picked up the phone again and dialed the number for Club Dante. He didn’t know if the employees would be there, if they’d been told to close until further notice, but it was worth a try. 

The phone rang four times before someone finally picked it up.  “Hello? Club Dante,” said a man’s voice. 

“Hello,” Malcolm said.  “This is Malcolm Landgraab.  I’m the owner of the club.  I was hoping I could walk over this afternoon and visit for a bit, just to see how the club is doing.  Would that be all right with you?”

“I guess so,” the man said.  “It’s just me and the DJ here right now.  Technically we’re closed until further notice.”

“Let me guess, a lawyer called to tell you that I’d probably want to come and change everything?” Malcolm said.

“Er, well...” The man sounded nervous.

“It’s okay,” Malcolm reassured him.  “I’m sorry if it stressed you or the DJ out at all.  The lawyer was out of line.  I’ve talked to him.  I’d like to talk to you and the DJ in person about my plans for the club.  Can I come by for a few minutes?”

“It’s your club,” the man said.  “We’ll be here until around six, I think.”

“I’ll head over in a little bit, then,” Malcolm said.  “See you then.”

“We’ll look forward to meeting you,” the man said.  “Goodbye, sir.”

“I’m good.  How are you?”

“Fine, thanks.”  

“So, do you still want to go out somewhere tomorrow?” Malcolm asked, his heart beating faster.  

“Sure,” she said.  “Any idea where?”

Malcolm thought for a moment.  He’d seen several restaurants in town, but which one would be the best for a first date? Gorilla Burger was out of the question.  That was the kind of greasy fast food joint you didn’t take a girl to unless you were really cheap (and didn’t want a second date). There was the cafe, but he didn’t really want to go back there.  He’d seen one other place, but it had seemed kind of fancy.  

“Have you been to Le Magnifique before?” he asked.  

"No, but I’ve heard it’s really nice.  I’d like to try it.”

“Okay then.  Do you want to meet there, or should I pick you up?”

“We can meet there.  My office is pretty close and I think it’s supposed to be nice tomorrow night.  I’ll walk over and meet you.”

“Around six-thirty, maybe?”

“Works for me.  I’ll see you then!”

“Great!  See you then.”

Malcolm hung up with a big grin on his face and headed for bed.  It had been a long day, but overall a pretty great one.

The next day, after breakfast and a quick check of his email, Malcolm headed out for the Electronics Super Store for his first real day as the owner.

Abby directed Malcolm to a building a few streets away from the restaurant.  He parked at the curb and walked her to the only car in the dark lot. 

“Well,” she said, “this is me.  Thanks for the ride.”