Date?

Gunner's one eyebrow rises as he hears Katie's voice and her request. Cleaning his teeth with his tongue, he looks back to the lunch table where Scott still was. "Mmm..." He thinks, weighing all the consequences he could think of. He'd let Scott talk to Hope... but then that was a little different... at least he thought so.

Seeing Scott look up at him with question, he meets his dull gaze that had a spark of hope in it. "Alright, fine. But not a word to anyone, do you understand?"

He riskily tosses the cordless phone to Scott before flopping back down in his seat. "It's Katie."

Scott's eyes widen and he stands up, wandering a few feet away. "Katie?" He was afraid something was wrong, that she was calling.


Bret is propped up in bed and turns from his lunch that he was shoving around and making patterns in with his fork. "Hey you." A smile automatically comes to his face, seeing his wife. The last couple hours, he'd found himself a bit lonely. "I feel terrible. You, on the other hand, look like you're going out on the town. Got a date with a guy I don't know about?"