Poison and antidote

Conan's POV

Bruce Lawrence beaned with a smile as he took long strides in my direction while I forced out a smile as soon as my eyes and his met. He removed the hat on his head while waving to me from afar.

When he got to where I was sitting, he stretched his hands forth for a handshake and I acknowledged his gesture before he took his seat and reached his hands for the glass of wine that was placed on the table specifically for him.

"I was so surprised when you called, I wasn't expecting that you would call me to meet you out here. I am greatly honored by this kind gesture from you" Bruce Lawrence said as she sipped his wine.

A smile that faltered spread across my face and I leaned in the chair. "I don't think that you should thank me for this, I mean isn't that how you should treat the people that you call friends? I consider you a friend now and you and I would be extremely close,"

He gasped, as he dropped the glass of wine in his hands, and his mouth slackened. "Are you for real?