First Interstate Organization

When I got home the other night, it was very late, and I knew that my wife would not be happy.  I hoped that she would have already gone to bed, but she was in the living room, waiting for me to walk through the door.  She asked me where I had been, and I told her about the new Cigar Smoking Lounge that had opened up down in the heart of the city, and how some of the guys from work wanted to go there and check it out for a while.  She wasn’t too impressed, but she was glad that I was home safe.