"I just finish what I start." He swings himself back onto the bike, still unsure how he's going to manage his drink - so he takes a long drag of it, just in case. "Besides, you make great faces about it. Don't take offense, that's a compliment."

Maybe he'd just started to dig his own grave. But he'd get more good expressions out of it, so he could always climb back up again if need be. He liked being with her. There was an artlessness there that almost seemed familiar.

And more importantly, it was fun.