“Surprise,” he hums, walking them to the car with a small smile lingering on his lips. “I promise it’s not some rinky-dink joint with a one-eyed server named Jo, if that makes you feel better.”
That makes Summer laugh. “Even if it was, I’m sure there would be something awesome about it. Best hot dogs in town, or something like that.” She has to let go of Toni’s arm to get in the car, buckling up with habitual speed. “Maybe the one-eyed server named Jo is your old best friend from high school.”
Toni’s hand slips on the door handle as he goes to close it, nearly making him conk his head on the jamb. Fixing his glasses, he coughs into his hand and tries again, ignoring the familiar reminder of being out of time. “Yeah,” he mutters, giving her a smile that only looks a little tight. “Probably give him a heart attack if he saw me now.”
She reaches out to touch his hand on the gear shift. “Surely you haven’t changed so much. I’m sorry, I didn’t think.” Letting go, she pulls a lock of hair over one shoulder and plays with it, combing out non-existent tangles with her nails. “What’s awesome about this place?”