"Sure, sounds good." Jim's already most of the way there, but that just means he gets to say hi and charm Nana some more. ...And then get forced to eat a slice of apple pie because he's just so skinny. By the time Verity arrives Jim is being fussed at in front of the diner to go get a coat before he freezes to death while she watches him like a hawk to make sure he finishes every last crumb of his slice of pie.
"Verity, hon, look at this daft boy! Not a hat on his fuzzy blond head, no coat--nothing!"
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"Verity, hon, look at this daft boy! Not a hat on his fuzzy blond head, no coat--nothing!"