“Has anybody offered to, I don’t know, show you around? Or did they just sort of leave you to your own devices?” Sticking her finger into the cream cheese, she swirled it around and licked it off like a little child. “I’d really like to be able to spend some time with you.”
“Pretty much the latter, yeah. I guess no one likes hanging out with an ‘old man’.” he chuckled, amused by his little joke, and further amused by Summer’s actions. “I’d like that.”
Popping straight up in her chair, she exclaimed, “You are not an old man!” Her eyes flared green with indignation. “It’s not your fault you happen to be a tourist in your own city right now. This is going to change. What do you want to see first?” Summer bit off a piece of cheese danish as if it was one of the people who were neglecting Steve and chewed vengefully.