“And your wife?”
“My husband,” Matthew corrected with a prideful smile that he could only hope was coming across as, that’s right, my friend, we’re all on the same team here. “And yes, I think he likes it well enough. It’s quite different from our condo back in L.A., but he’ll get used to it.”
He made a mental note to tell Gavin that they’d moved from L.A., should the conversation be broached at a later date. They really should have put more thought into their backstories.
“Oh man, can I relate to that.” Randy laughed. “I could write a novel on the things I had to learn when I moved here from DC. But I won’t keep you; you look busy.” He pointed at Matthew’s laptop. “Are you writing?”