Scene 3
Ten days later…
Heather stepped out on to the sidewalk and immediately wished she'd thought to extract her sunglasses from her purse before stepping out of Derek Myerson's shop. The late afternoon sun was brutally bright. She began searching her purse for the glasses and was focused so intently on the task at hand that she was startled when a woman's voice called her name. She jumped slightly, and placed a hand to her chest while looking to her left for the source of the vaguely familiar voice. Catherine Willows was walking in her direction with an air of uncertainty in her posture, but once the two women made eye contact she smiled warmly.
"I'm sorry I startled you Heather. I wasn't entirely certain it was you until you looked up from your bag. We've met three times before, but only briefly and I don't know if you remember me. I'm…"
Heather interrupted by offering to shake her hand. "Hello Ms. Willows. It's nice to bump into you."
Catherine's smile widened, as she waved a dismissive hand. "Do we have to stand on formally? It's just Catherine, okay?"
"Catherine it is, then."
"Good, I was just coming out of the dance studio a few doors over when I saw you step out of this shop. I wanted to say hi, and to be a little bit nosey… if you'll permit me."
Heather searched the cheerful woman's eyes for a quick beat and decided to make good use of opportunity. "Permission granted… on two conditions."
Catherine chuckled. "Name your price."
"One: I haven't had lunch yet this afternoon and I'm famished. If you're not too busy join me, and we'll talk as long as…Two: you afford me a little reciprocation."
"Deal!" Catherine replied with enthusiasm. "Where are we eating?"
"At Tony's Deli; here at the end of the sidewalk?"
"I was going to stop there anyway. I love their turkey club."