>“Would you like to go to Mac’s?” she asks

I don’t need asking twice – I’m in her slipstream in no time.

Thinks: I didn’t know that they have a brewery on Trafalgar Street

But Pavlovian salivation kicks in and I’m looking forward to blowing the froth off a cold one.

Thinks: These girls all look under-age. And why’s the place full of overpriced garments? And why are they looking at me like that? And where’s the bar?

How was I to know the difference between Mac’s and Max?

Will I be more careful in future?
Too right!