Phineas and Ferb exited the high school amongst hundreds of their classmates, who were all chatting about their summer plans. On all fours, Perry wove through the legs of the other high schoolers and stopped in front of the two teenage boys, chattering to get their attention. They had been chatting about the projects they were going to do this summer, when they saw the platypus.
"Perry!" Phineas bent down and scooped up their former pet. "Aww, long time no see, buddy! How've things been?"
Perry chattered again, purposefully jerking his eyes towards their classmates. They got the hint. "Let's go to Isabella's mom's restaurant," Phineas suggested. "Isabella's just started working there. She makes a great burrito."
"You just want an excuse to see Isabella," Ferb accused.
Phineas didn't try to defend himself. "You got me. I do want to see Isabella but I also want to catch up with our secret agent former pet whom we haven't seen in six months."
"Sure, say that aloud in a busy place. It's not like secret identities matter."
Bickering good naturedly, the two boys, Phineas still carrying Perry, walked to Isabella's family's restaurant. They were seated immediately; it was halfway between the standard lunch time and the standard dinner time.
Phineas placed Perry on the seat next to him. "Man, so much has happened since we last saw you," he said to Perry.
"Are Baljeet and Ginger going out yet?"
Phineas and Ferb exchanged a look. "How did you know?" Ferb asked.
"I didn't. They actually are going out now?"
The two boys simultaneously nodded.
"It's about time," Perry said, grabbing a menu. "I almost locked those two in a closet last year. It was just getting so frustrating. It was clear they liked each other but not even Buford or the Fireside Girls could make them admit it. They had a few awkward conversations and that was it."
"Yeah, Isabella was over the moon," Ferb said. "Yet, it still took a lot more a certain triangle-headed boy to figure out that Isabella had feelings for him."
Phineas glared at his brother. "I was oblivious when I was younger!"
"You only realised, like, three weeks ago."
"I didn't say when I was young; I said when I was younger."
At that moment, a pretty black-haired girl came up to the table with a notepad. "Hey, Phineas. Hey, Ferb. Whatcha orderin'?"
"Hi, Isabella," Phineas said back, a slight red glow to his cheeks. "Three burritos please."
Isabella lowered the notepad and caught sight of Perry. "Hey, Perry, long time no see. How's Pinky?"
"Got a girlfriend," Perry grinned.
Isabella nearly dropped her notebook. "Wait, what?"
"I'm guessing he hasn't told you?"
"No," Isabella said slowly. "We haven't really spoken in a while. He's been really busy. We had a phone call four months ago but I haven't seen him since Christmas. What's his girlfriend's name?"
"Victoria," replied Perry. "She's a Dalmatian, apparently. I've never seen her myself, but my mate's friends with her."
"When you next see him, tell him I wish him well."
"Sure."
A slightly awkward silence followed this. Isabella went off to place the order, while Phineas and Ferb began discussing a certain teacher at their high school. Perry kept quiet until the burritos arrived. Phineas had been right; the burrito was the best he had ever eaten. He finished well before the two boys, who were chatting at the same time. Feeling a sudden desire to be with someone else, Perry slipped under the table and out of the restaurant, leaving a couple of dollars behind to pay for his meal. He dropped to all fours and was about to head for home when he heard Phineas say, "Hey, Ferb? Where's Perry?"
That made Perry feel very depressed but he carried on down the street.
…
When he got home, he found Priya asleep on the sofa in the living room. He gently sat down on the couch next to her, not intending to wake her up, but Priya's eyes opened. "Perry?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"Nah, I wasn't sleeping," Priya yawned. "So where've you been?"
Perry told her about his meeting with Phineas and Ferb. "Well, I think it was good for you to see the boys at all," Priya commented after Perry said he wished their meeting was longer.
"I guess," Perry said doubtfully. "Anyway." He took Priya's hand and helped her off the couch. "Get ready. It's date night."
"Perry, we haven't had a date night for months," Priya said, echoing almost exactly what Perry had said all those months ago.
"Exactly. That's why we're having one now."
Perry made for the door. Priya called after him, "Will you at least tell me where we're going?"
Perry grinned. "Some might call it cliché but I call it the old favourite: dinner and a movie."
