“No, you don’t.” Gus flipped off the rest of the lights. “You’re just making extra work for yourself.
They know they’re supposed to be here to set up.”
Cam turned the lights back on. “Some forget.”
Gus waved away his words. “So what if they do? Plenty of people will be around to pitch in if you need
extra help. Relaaax, laddie boy. It’ll all work out.”
Relax. It’ll all work out was Gus’s standard response to Cam’s concerns about the brewery. “I’ll relax next week when you’re the one making it all work out.”
“You do that,” Gus said. “And find a woman while you’re at it.”