"Are you a dog person or not?" * * * "Hey baby," Val's voice came over the phone. "You want to meet me for burgers?"
"Then...?" * * * She laughed slightly, her voice warm. "I'm sure. I only just managed to get out, though. It's been..." She hesitated. "It's been a *squee!*ty few hours. We have stuff to celebrate though. So, what do you say? Burgers?"
"For now doesn't mean forever, though, right?" * * * "Driving, right now. But I want to see you, if you're okay with that. I miss you."
"Nah.. We'll get a million eventually!" *** His tone hurried. "Oh! Ah.. Of course! Where do you want to meet at?'
"But... but... what if eventually turns into never?" * * * "Uh... is McDonald's okay? Or is that not romantic enough?"
"It won't! You're part of this pact, too." *** He laughed warmly. "It's fine with me. I'll meet you there, okay?"
"How about ten years? In ten years, we should have a million dogs?" * * * Val smiled and shook her head, driving off.