Jolliarty

(John, Molly and Jim)

"Why do you hate him so much?" Molly said as soon as Jim had closed the door.

"Molly, he tried to kill me!"

"He's changed now." John frowned but didn't say anything in reply.

"Trust me." John half nodded.

"You don't do you?"

"No, sorry. I just can't believe that."

"Neither can I."

"You don't?"

"No." John bit his lip.

"Sorry Molly."

"What for?"

"Ignoring you. Being an idiot around you and Jim."

"I forgive you and I'm sorry too."

"You haven't got anything to be sorry for."

"Yes I have, for being stupid around Jim, simpering like an idiot, for inviting you both over at the same time."

"You should be able to invite us both around at the same time. We're not really behaving ourselves, exactly."

"It's me that's being silly, I'm sorry John. Forgive me?"

"Like I wasn't going to forgive you anyway." John smiled.

"Let's all be friends."

"I'll try."

"As will I, but you know, having Jim trusting me could be useful."

"Yeah, I know."

"Want to go out for coffee?"

"Yeah OK then." John said smiling.

"Do you think we should wait for Jim?"

"He's off killing someone Molly. I think that if we wait for him we'll be waiting ages."

"Yeah, that's true, come on then." John stood up and waited for Molly before opening the front door and leaving the house with her, carefully closing the door behind them. Molly bit her lip then decided that holding his hand would be a nice thing to do, so she did. John glanced at her and smiled...again. Meanwhile Jim was covering people in explosives.