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Joe glanced over at Eddie, smiled wryly, and winked.
There were grins on every face as far back as he could see. They approved of everything they played. It was a strong one-hour set. They clearly won the crowd, and begrudgingly, they won Eddie.
"So, how long are you guys in town?"
"I told you, the thirteenth is our last night, but you're booked up 'til then."
"You'll be back after September?"
"Yeah, we're gonna play our beach gigs back home and come back after the summer season ends." He smiled at Eddie. "You probably shouldn't put us on the same bill as these other bands again."
Bags laughed. "You're a cocky son-of-a-bitch."
"When we get back in town, we can give you three hours, the full show."
Yup, Joe was confident, he was no longer intimidated by New York punks, but he was not confident Johnny would be back when they returned. He sucked that night, but Joe kept the attention on himself to minimize the damage. When they drove back to the Village and unloaded the van, Johnny vanished again. They had two shows remaining at Tommy's. Joe was simply trying to reach the finish line, and then get Johnny home.
