Jesse is in the clinic having his cut bandaged up when Trey walks in.
“I need to talk to you,” says Trey.
“Sure.” Jesse is taken aback. Trey looks distraught.
The nurse, however, seems unfazed. She keeps working and nods to Jesse when she is done.
“There you go. You’re lucky it’s not too deep. Keep it dry, okay?”
“Thanks.” Jesse nods. He gets down from the table and follows Trey out to the parking lot. Trey gets into his car, beckoning Jesse to join him and as soon as he’s belted into the passenger seat, Trey takes off without speaking.
Trey says nothing during the drive to a small pub. The place is quiet but cozy with dim lights and a homey interior. Trey leads him to a table in the farthest corner. He orders a Today’s Special for Jesse and drinks for both of them.
“You haven’t had
