"Listen," Lennox snapped. "We're from the phone company. Why the hell don't you pay your bill?"
Gabby burst out laughing. Lennox helped her out of the truck and glared at the astounded driver. "This is your last warning, cheapskate. Next time we take the truck away."
They scampered off down the street and flagged a cab. As they got in, Lennox exclaimed: "Jesus! Me mackinaws."
"Jesus, me job!" Gabby said.
"What about lunch? I loused your steak."
"I'll have something sent up."
They sat close together in comforting silence all the way to Houseways, Inc. At the office door Lennox took her shoulders in his hands for a moment, then asked: "Forgiven?"
Gabby nodded.
"See you tonight, please?"
"Tonight."