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"No chance. I'm not leaving till your mom comes."
"There she is!" he said, pointing excitedly in the opposite direction as he slid off the bench.
"Hey Lukas." I squatted down to look him in the eye. "Remember not to give her a hard time about being late, okay? It's no big deal. Plus, if you get in the car and you're a jerk, she won't even feel bad you had to wait."
"Good point."
"That's just between you and me, though, got it?" I lifted a closed fist and his thick glove pounded against it. "Good luck with your songwriting. I can't wait to hear how it goes."
He picked up his guitar case and headed for the curb.
"See you next week."
Brian patted Lukas on the head as he passed, his other hand slipping his phone in his back pocket. "Sorry I'm late," he said. "The Corona shipment was wrong again, and I had to be a dick."
"Glad you got it out of your system so we can have a pleasant lunch," I said, hoping he'd read between the lines and realize I didn't want to hear about the incompetent Corona rep for the next half hour.
"Did you ever get ahold of that woman about the scarf?"
"I did actually." I pulled my keys from my back pocket and looked both ways before crossing the street. "She's going to come get it on Friday after my set."
He laughed to himself. "Is she really?"
"Does that amuse you?"
"That you would pine after a grown-up. It does, yeah."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means she's not the kind of chick you usually go for, and I think that's a good thing."
"What kind of chick do I usually go for?"
"Chicky chicks. As opposed to grown-ass hens."
"That's ridiculous."
"If you say so," he said. "But I bet that woman frames the pictures on her walls and has an actual savings account."
"I bet she does, too," I said. "But I'm not going for her. I'm simply returning her lost property."
"Sure you are."
"I am," I insisted. "What makes you think there's more to it than that?"
"Because I saw the look on your face when she left before midnight."
