No problem. Thanks for understanding. I don't think she really listens much anymore. Lunch sounds good. See you there.
He sighed and made his way to the car, taking the uniform jacket off and wrapping the pictures in it. It would protect them from damage and protect his ass from Enfield. The perfect plan! He was a tad late though, taking a bit too long trying to smooth down his hair in the mirror. The ONE DAY that he brushed it...
When he made it to the diner, he looked it over curiously. It was... cozy. Not very upscale. Perfect. He hated those upscale places. He smiled when he spotted Enfield and approached him. "Nice choice. Thanks for bailing me out back there. And... sorry about constantly joking about you two."