Their fortune has come true. The world has ended and zombies are about to take over it. People are dying in incresing numbers every day. It was only a...matter of days until the virus spread over all of america. The virus shuts off the higher functions, and as such bypasses the conscious mind. All that is left is one basic scripts: Breed. In its fianl stages, it reworks the body's digestive system to a worm like state where enzymes break down proteins in the stomach and directly feed the "brain". I arrived at the Golden Gate Pub late, but Dion was pretty lenient when it came to me. “Katie’s been covering your shifts, Christy. I have a lot of unhappy customers that had to be told they would either have to wait for you or would be serviced by another of our girls. Most of them asked for refunds, Christy.” “I'm sorry Dee, the traffic was really bad, it won’t happen again,” I placed my hand on Dion’s chest, “I’ll make up for it with my other customers, I’ll get them to pay more.” Dion. All of you are still looking," she finished."How come we never see this boyfriend of yours?" Lisa asked."He's an older man, and doesn't hangout around here. He has a job. We go out on the weekends. He has a very nice house. We enjoy each other and don't need anyone else," Amber replied."You're talking about babies. You going to get pregnant to grab him?" another girl asked."No, I can't get pregnant till I'm eighteen. It would create a lot of problems for him, and for my new Dad also. When I'm. "Is she a bitch or something?"Bill blinked dumbly for a second, then blurted, "No! Nothing like that. Hell, no. Cindy's an angel!"His enthusiasm made Veronica's eyebrows go up. A slow smiled parted her full, red-lipsticked lips. "You want to talk about it?" she asked.Bill did. "I'll buy you a drink," he muttered and motioned to the waitress. She brought Veronica another drink and Bill had a beer."Shoot," Veronica said.Bill took a deep breath. "I don't know how to say this," he murmured,.