"Do I have to come to cafe? Can't you just pick it up here?" Alan said.
A teetering pile a new plates and cups had been delivered to their house instead of the cafe.
"Its not like this is the first time this has happened
Imogen Howe
."
Silence on the other line. Calculated to engage at the right time. She knew it didn't matter. He would be made anyway. Plates cups, or just anything that wasn't what he wanted to do he loathed.
"I can get them later don't worry." She said. The sound of rushing traffic around her, she was on a expressway overpass. Her old parking lot had been overflow for another event. Less foot traffic than it used to be.
"Where are you?"
"Just walking to the cafe almost there."
"Oh I can see your location."
"Yeah, I'll just get them later."
"Okay."
Alan didn't have any plans today, it was his day off.
"I might see Aaron and Jack."
She waited for him to invite her, or something.
"Cool, that will be fun."
"Tell them I said hey."
"I will."
"Bye."
"Bye."
The phone disconnected and her podcast came back on. It was a historian discussing the Berlin wall.
