"But you look so good in it and you look so good out of it, what else am I supposed to do?"

His smile might be crooked but it's warm and genuine; something only she can elicit from him these days.

"And sure. Could be fun. As much fun as going to someone else's world could be, in any case. And speaking of going to other people's worlds..." He pauses, shifting his position to fold his arm under the side of his head. "I, uh-- I met someone else who was waitin' on you. A guy named Marston?"