After some thought, Andrew called the manager to arrange for designated drivers to take both ladies home.

The manager stared at him in shock and disbelief. "Have them driven home? Sir, what are you thinking?"

Andrew was confused. "What do you mean? They're both drunk. Of course, I have to get them home."

The manager continued with exasperation, "You absolutely cannot send these young ladies home. Don't you understand?"

He added, "Two beautiful women getting drunk in front of you—surely you know what that means! This is your golden opportunity! I can't believe you'd let such a perfect moment slip away!"

Andrew was speechless as he watched the manager get more worked up than he was about the situation.

"I have to admit, your charm is impressive," the manager said enviously. "Do you realize who these heiresses are in Jayrodale? Most people can't even get close to either of them, let alone have both interested in them!"

"Forget the designated drivers—let me call you a cab,"