“Well, then, congratulations, you two. And good luck.” Liz walked off.
“Ready?” Robby asked.
“Sure,” Will replied.
Since Robby made no effort to pick up the check, Will did and followed Robby to the cash register. Will paid the girl behind the counter while Robby dialed out two toothpicks and handed one to him.
“Oh, you forgot a tip for Liz.”
Will took a deep breath, walked back and placed a couple of bucks on the table.
As they walked out of the diner, Robby placed his arm around Will’s waist. With the other arm he picked up Will’s, draping it across his shoulders. Will tensed.
“We don’t have to check out until noon. It’s only ten.” Robby squeezed Will’s waist and looked up into his eyes.