“No.”
“Have you called her?”
“Ah, no.”
“Game over.”
“Not until she marries the doc.”
“How do you know she hasn’t?”
“Because Dino’s girl, Genevieve, works with her at the hospital, and she would have told Dino, and since Dino loves to gloat, he would have told me.”
“So you’re sure she hasn’t married the doc?”
“Not absolutely entirely.”
“Why not?”
“Because Dino’s girl isn’t speaking to him right now.”
“Why not?”
“He has no idea.”
“She won’t tell him?”
“No.”
“I’ve played that game and lost,” Eggers said. “What’s he going to do about it?”
“He’s afraid to do anything, and he won’t take my advice.”
“Which is?”
“Pretend nothing has happened, and call her and ask her to dinner.”
“That’s not bad,” Eggers said, a touch of admiration in his voice.
“I thought it was pretty good.”
“If it’s such good advice, why don’t you follow it yourself?”
“You mean call Dr. Eliza and just ask her to dinner, as if nothing has happened?”
“Exactly.”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“Because she’s decided to marry another guy.”
“No she hasn’t.”
“Haven’t you listened to anything I’ve said to you?”
“Sure I have. She told you another guy has asked her to marry him; she didn’t say she’d said yes, did she?”