I started to doubt whether I should go in. Should I just leave this as a fantasy? I'm a middle aged guy with a slight ponch and thinning hair. What if...no one was even interested in me. That would be devastating.But I gathered up my thoughts and figured, "If nothing happened, at least I would know."As I walked in, I showed the doorman my ID and noticed my hand was shaking.I went straight to the bar and ordered a beer to calm my nerves.About a half hour went by as I sat watching people dance,. ”“Daddy,” she said, reverting back to ‘little girl’ mode, “I don’t do ANYTHING without your approval...”“You’re sure this is a good idea?”“It’s a good idea. And Dad?”“Yes?”“Lay on the fixin’s for a barbecue Saturday. Us and six guests.”“I’m sure you’ll explain this to me in detail when I get off work, right?”“Yeah, and I’ll call Nina and tell ‘er. Text ‘er and let her call me back...”He sighed. “Okay, Sandy. Remember your upbringing.”“Always, Dad. I love you.”“I love you too, sweetness.”The. " I wondered what she was thinking, but complied.When she came pounding up the stairs, she handed me a big bag of stuff. "When Gina left, she didn't take her stuff with her. And I think you're the same size..."I looked at her like she was nuts. The outfit was a short, almost French-maid design. "These are girl's clothes..."Her, "So, You fooled me," was hard to follow. "Please? I really need the help..."I guess I felt sorry for her, and nodded. "If they fit, I'll be down in a couple of minutes.". "It's a shame she can't put that finance degree to use," Anthony said. "You know, I might know a guy who could use someone with her skills."Aaron scoffed, and shook his head. "Yeah, four years of expensive schooling, and what did she get from that degree? It makes me wonder if we're making the same mistake with Jamie. Rochelle has looked into jobs in banking and investing, but honestly, it's been so long since she graduated, her degree is just about worthless at this point. I guess it helps.