“The guy said it would be ready in 30 minutes, give or take.” Kara explained, noting the time on her phone.
“What do I owe you?” Henry asked, pulling out his wallet.
“Don’t worry about it.” Kara shrugged. “I owe Julia for lunch the other day and you’re my guest.”
Regardless of her reasoning, he insisted; handing her a few crumpled bills. She reluctantly accepted it.
“Guess I’ll go pick it up. I’m not sure how they’d react if they saw either one of you.”
“Fair enough...” Julia replied. “But you should go change your shirt first.”
“Oh yea...” Kara frowned, remembering the wet spots.
“Didn’t you take care of that earlier?” Julia asked, parting her lips in what Kara guessed was a grin.
“They don’t seem to stop...” Kara mumbled, before leaving for her room.
Julia turned her attention to Henry. “How was Frank?”
“Seemed fine. He changed again... apparently. Though I never saw his first one.”
“Changed again?” She echoed. “How?”
“You should ask him yourself.” Henry grinned. “Kara invited him for supper.”
“Are you serious?” Julia asked, slightly panicked. “Dammit... I should cover this up...”
“Your face pussy?” Henry raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t mind showing me or Kara.”
“Yea, but I know you!” Julia argued. “I’ve only met Frank once.”
“Listen. You’re change is pretty mild compared to his. I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Henry assured her. “Besides, you’ve got to eat, right? No sense in covering up your ... mouth. Even if it does look a bit different.”
“Ugh... You’re really loving this, aren’t you.” Julia frowned.
Henry laughed as he settled onto the couch...