A/N: I know this one is really really short, check back in a day or two for a longer chapter!
Gene looked around the crowded room, heaving out a big sigh, looking at the date on the calendar. September second, one day before the restaurant's ten year anniversary of their re- re- reopening. Gene looked down at the cell phone sitting on a table nearby, the screen blinking fifteen missed calls, all from Louise.
Gene grimaced and grabbed the phone.
It was time to go home.
