Whatever. Apparently ‘looking good’ was a full time job around here.
“There,” he said, stepping back out. Veronica had been straightening Andy up, but seemed to feel he did not need her expertise quite so badly as she hadn’t already attacked him with a comb or any of the outfits in her myriad bags. “Presentable?”
Andy raked Scooter with his gaze, mouth curved in a delectable smile. “Not bad on short notice,” he told Veronica. “You okay being seen in public with us now?”
“Oh, for goodness’ sake, don’t drool on him, Andy,” Veronica said, whacking Andy on the shoulder with the comb. “I suppose you’ll do. Helps to have good raw material to work with. Come along, boys. We’re going to go have fun!” 8