Behind Locked Doors
"Did you lock the door?"
"Uh...yes?"
"Good. That's good."
"Sure, Sam. So, uh...what's this all about?" Nervous. Cautious.
"Hmmm?"
"You asked me to meet you in the lab and now, you've had me lock the door. That doesn't exactly add up to being something of the normal variety."
"Oh, sorry. I guess I'm being rather vague about all this."
"Just a little bit."
"It's nothing to worry about. I promise."
"God to admit, that's not making me feel any more in the loop about this. Nor safer."
Sam leads Cam further inside towards one of the benches.
Beside it sits a puppy.
A fluffy, golden, big eyed puppy.
She picks it up and holds it to her chest.
"Adorable, isn't he?"
"Yeah, wow! I didn't know you have a dog."
"I just got him." A pause. "I was thinking of naming him Benji, but I wanted to know what you think first."
"Benji? Yeah, that's a great name, Sam." He strokes the puppy. "Also? I'm in shock. I didn't expect this. Not a bit."
"No? What did you expect then?" Teasing.
"Oh, shut up! I knew I shouldn't have told you about that fantasy!"
"You sure about that?"
Sam releases the puppy and begins to make her way over to him.
He gulps.
fin.
