When they finished eating, and by-passed dessert, Wylie paid the bill and they headed back to his place. Before getting out of the car, he thanked Garry again for all his help. In turn, Garry thanked him for dinner, adding, “This doesn’t negate the fact you promised to cook me supper sometime.” “I will, if and when I get my kitchen back. I’ve got the feeling I’ll be refinishing the floor, even though it’s basically in pretty good condition, considering.” “If you do…” “I’m hiring someone. There are limits to what I’m capable of and I suspect that will be a job.” Garry grinned. “Exactly what I was going to suggest. Call Carl. If he can’t do it, he’ll know someone who can.” “Will do. Okay, knowing me I’ll probably stop by the restaurant tomorrow night for dinner.” “Great. I’ll see you t