I wonder

Eli's grin twitches at Scarlet's comment, but he can't read her face anymore as it disappears behind her helmet visor. Shaking his head, he dons his own helmet and joins her on the bike, making sure she's holding on before taking off down the street.

Having Scarlet point the way, he rides across town, eventually finding her apartment. Pulling into the lot, he sets the bike on its kickstand but leaves the motor running as he takes off his helmet. "Alrighty... guess you'll be hearing from me when your bike is done."

He shifts his weight forward so she can get off the bike more easily as his eyes scan the nice but not too expensive apartments. Scarlet had told him about her job and the money she made, but it looked like she didn't spend it all - at least not on a place to live.


Carson laughs outright and shakes his head at Katie. "Yeah, we probably would. Nah, Misty would go crazy working here. She needs the Elite to keep her blood pumping."

And there was a part of Carson that needed it too, though he forced himself to be satisfied with just once in a while. A dimmer look passes in his eyes. It was brief, but it was there.

"Alright - you two pick a table and I'll get your drinks."

Jason wanders over to an empty table his arm still over Katie's shoulders.

He misses it, doesn't he? He likes it here... and he's good at it... and people love him running this place... but he really misses the action, doesn't he? I wonder why he stays here.


Leo finishes off the bowl of soup, finding it settled with his stomach quite well. Setting the bowl aside, he looks at the foot of the bed where Cassy sits. His eyes were a bit droopy, his hair matted, and he felt like crap. But part of him did feel a little bit better and he was grateful.

"Thank you... for coming. And... for bringing soup."

He leans his head back and sighs, wishing his head would stop feeling as though it were on fire. "I woulda gone and quit at Baxtor's today... so maybe it's a good thing I got sick. I just don't want you catching it now."