"You got beat up at work today…" Molly frowned as she finally stood face to face with Street. They had planned a dinner date for the evening.

He nodded a little.

"Come in." she prompted, waiting for him to actually do so. "What happened?"

"Pissed off the wrong dude I guess." Street shrugged, "Guy had a mean left hook."

Molly nodded and studied her boyfriend, "It looks painful, do you want some ice for that?"

Street shrugged, "If you've got some, that'd be great."

"And we're staying at home tonight." she declared, "You don't look like you'd have a nice night out anyway. Let's stay home, order pizza and find some aspirin or something for you."

"Oh, I love you."

She chuckled a little, "Love you too…"