The lawyers, the filings.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“It doesn’t have to turn into a war.”

A jogger went by with a dog that paused to sniff at a puddle.

Spencer watched the dog until it moved along.

“She called my boss,” I said.

“Two times in one morning.”

“I know.

I told her that was going too far.” He said it lightly, the way he said nearly everything.