When he got up to leave, Ted stopped him by saying, “Wally. One question. Not business, personal.”
Wally waited.
“Can we make this last?” Ted asked.
“What, this thing where we work together instead of trying to make life hell for each other?”
Ted arched an eyebrow.
Wally sighed. “Fine. This thing where you ignore me as I make life hell for you?”
Ted frowned. “I’m sorry, too.”
“I know.” Wally shrugged. “I can’t say, man. I’m not a goddamn oracle. But I’ll try if you will.”
“And no drinking on weekdays.”
Wally sighed. “Fine, fine, no drinking on weekdays.”
It was a start.
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