Patrick sat up straight.
"I quit! I'm not going back. I put in for a leave of absence."
"No shit?"
"Truly."
"Far out." A grin spread slowly across Patrick's face. "What are you going to do?"
"Buy you dinner at Deanie's."
Patrick was surprisingly formal at dinner. He ordered carefully and ate slowly, looking around the restaurant with pleasure. What a sweetie. Willow couldn't get over how comfortable she felt. This was like, life.
"This is my fourth dinner in Deanie's," Patrick said.
"Impressive," she said.
"I always order apple pie," he said.