No appetite

Dani smirks and reaches over to whack Dalton's arm. "No." She rolls the chair closer to show him the movie. "It's the one you wanted to see."

Grinning, she rolls her eyes. "As for the rare mood, maybe it's because I got out of work early."

Swiveling the chair a little, her eyes dance. "Okay. My place. Sounds good. I'm sure you have to get back to work, so I'll leave you to it." Standing up, she bends down to give Dalton's forehead a kiss. "Don't work too hard. Call me when you get out so know when to expect you."


The day moves on, too slowly for some, to quick for others. As far as the auto shop went, things seemed to be quieter than normal in the afternoon. Leo spoke little to the guys and said not a word to Ryan for the rest of the day. Once it was time to leave, he hit the time clock and left without so much as a bye to anyone still there. Going home first, he changed his clothes, and almost considered calling Cassy and backing out of tonight. He wasn't much in the mood for company tonight, let along being good company himself. But he knew she needed the help and he'd said yes, so he doesn't call. Instead, he follows her directions, making it to her new studio in good time.

Parking alongside the curb, Leo takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He was in a downright sour mood and needed to get over it quickly. Cassy was too nice for him to be grouchy with her.

Finally getting out of his car, he sees the truck and wanders to the building's front door, giving it a hearty knock.


Dani stretches and yawns on the couch, having fallen into a nap that afternoon after getting things ready for Dalton to come over. She'd gotten way too comfortable and just hadn't been able to pass up a quick sleep. Now though, she knew Dalton would be arriving soon so she better get up and moving. Just... five more minutes.


A motorcycle engine revs as pulls slowly up to that night's gathering. Eli steers around the crowd, finding a good spot to park up near the action. Cutting the engine, he puts his kickstand down and takes off his helmet, shaking out his hair.

Standing up, his leather jacket and chaps creak a little, and he looks around for his sister. Spotting her car, he wanders through the people, nodding or waving to others who acknowledged his presence. Ever since taking on Roth, he had quite the nice respect going on around here, making it a nice place to hang out on race nights.

Finding his sister, he leans against her car casually. "Hey, Speedy. Heard you had an interesting day. You up for tonight?"


Scott liked Hope's cooking. He really did. But his appetite just didn't want anything. Sitting at his little kitchen table, he plays with some of his food before forcing himself to eat a little bit for Hope's sake. He didn't want her to think he didn't like it.

Looking over to her, he tries to make it quickly through the meal. "Did you decide what movie you wanted to watch?"

At least his house was cleaned up better than it had been earlier. Pictures weren't strewn everywhere. It was messier than normal though and he just hoped that Hope hadn't noticed.