“Ayala and I are having our second-month anniversary tomorrow. Um… the thing is... I’m not sure she actually likes me”

“L’maiseh, it’s really the only way to get around the city quickly.”

Yonah took a swig from his Coke Zero. Pinny shook his head and reached for the pretzels.

“Are you insane? Electric scooter? Those things are death traps. Nah, if you wanna superman it, you need a Tesla.”

Yonah looked at his friend for a long minute. “They’ve gotten to you,” he said sadly.

Pinny guffawed. “The secret ‘they,’ huh?”

Pinny’s phone pinged; he looked at it, and then took another sip of Coke. “Better head home, Ayala’s wondering where I am.”

Yonah grinned. “Crazy how we got here, no? Two married guys.”

Pinny nodded. “Crazy stuff.”

He headed out into dark. Yawning, Yonah headed inside. It was nearly midnight; Pinny had stayed for almost two hours. It felt good to spend time with him, just mellow chilling. Marriage could be intense; a guy needed some down time.

Estee leaped to her feet when he walked in. “So?”

He blinked at her. She was acting like they’d been in the middle of a conversation. Omigosh, had they been in middle of a conversation? He had zero recollection.

“Uh, so… so what?

Estee sighed, like he’d been the one to suggest driving a Tesla. “So, what’d Pinny say?”

Oh. Was that a thing? Was he supposed to rehash his bro time with his wife? Okay, cool, he could do that. “Nothing really. Schmoozed about scooters. The vaping controversy. Beef jerky companies. He started making onion dip—”

He stopped because Estee’s mouth was actually hanging open.

She snapped it shut. “Got it. Did he say anything else?”

Yonah stretched. “Nope. Now I’m craving something sweet. Do we have chocolate chip cookies?”