"Well, it seems like we're both of the same opinion then. Ken really is special…" Brian replied, letting out a hollow laugh.
A few moments later, Ken walked out from the store carrying two bats.
"Here is your bat, don't break it again…" He stated firmly.
"Yes sir!" Steve replied, his energy returning.
"And here, you take this." Ken said, handing Brian a folded piece of paper.
"Huh? What's this?"
Ken grinned, "Just open it."
Brian did as he was told and looked confused upon seeing its contents. Being the nosy guy that he was, Steve peeked over his shoulder and let out a gasp.
"He really is Goose…" Steve muttered.
On the slip of paper was a name and a phone number and a few words written beneath that said "I finish at 5pm, text me."
Brian raised his head in disbelief. "Why are you giving this to me?" He asked, slow on the uptake.