“The salesman promised me the pearl white exterior,” Pamela said.

“If we’re late, he’s going to sell it to someone else.”

Dustin chuckled and pulled out a heavy leather chair.

“Dibs on the heated seats,” Dustin said.

“My credit cards are maxed out, so someone else is paying for dinner tonight.”

“You owe me two thousand dollars for your last car repair,” Gregory told him.

“Don’t push your luck.”

I didn’t answer Dustin.