“I was thinking we could pick up a couple of steaks and then head to my place. I’ve got everything else we need for a decent dinner. That way we don’t have to deal with people and a noisy, crowded restaurant.”
Ben wondered if there was more to his suggestion than Zach had said. However, he wasn’t about to ask, or to say ‘no’ to the offer. “No people would be good,” he replied.
Zach smiled as he started the jeep. “Thought you might feel that way.”
They stopped at a grocery store, bought a couple of T-bones, and went on to Zach’s house. Zach told Ben to make himself comfortable, dropped the package of steaks on the kitchen counter, and took his bag and the weapons’ case into his bedroom.
Suddenly too restless to take Zach literally, Ben went into the kitchen to see what Zach had on hand to go with the steaks. He found the makings for a tossed salad in the fridge, and two large potatoes in a bin in one of the cupboards below the counter.