Their breaths puffed together in cold clouds as they raced through the frigid temperatures. Settled into a booth at the pub, Lucy ordered a Three Labs beer with a burger and fries. Remembering his manager’s warning to lose some weight, Drew got a grilled chicken salad and a water. Dressing on the side. Lucy cocked an eyebrow at his choice. “So what’s the news?” She took a deep drink of the beer, and he admired the rosy flush the good loving and the outdoors gave her. “News?” “Yeah, remember? You called me, all excited about some news?” Guilt choked him a little, making the brew bitter on his tongue. “Oh, I got an inside tip that the new Call of Duty was being previewed next week before it launches at Comic-Con.” “Oh.” She frowned, fiddling with her fork. “That’s neat.” “But that’s not the best part. I just got my tickets to Comic-Con, so I’ll be flying back for that.”
