"Yeah not a fan of duck and I wouldn't ever eat it again." Dean admitted, remembering how it was connected to Dick Roman. "It sounded good at the time."

Before he could add anything more, Lorenzo arrived with the promised beer and an appetizer of calamari for Jane and for Dean, Ravioli stuffed with fish.

"Seriously, man?" Dean said to him, but there was humor in his tone. "I'm going to need an extra beer to wash that from my brain." He jerked his chin in the direction of Jane's plate.