Dave was already at the coffee shop when Tory arrived, and he waved her to her seat. The shop was a no-frills place that reminded Dave of the diners of the fifties. "Hi, once again," Dave said as he helped her off with her jacket and hung it up on the hook at the end of the booth beside his.

"Thank you, Dave. I need coffee." Tory sat in the booth across from Dave.

"I already ordered it. Did you hear anything about your car?"

"No, I'm using my mom's car now. I ...