"Wait, did you forget her birthday, or are you telling me she's pissed at me for forgetting her birthday?" Miles was now confused. But when Higgs started moaning about making him pay for the bill, he snorted. "Yeah, I'm sure she'd be more pissy at you for actually doing something like that, sure."
"Besides, I was fucking holed up with a bloody broken leg from nearly getting killed in battle." He flared his nostrils at the thought of having missed birthdays because of that.
"And yes, I'm telling you. Maybe if I weren't married, I'd do that for her, whisk her away from your ungrateful arse."
Miles just rolled his eyes, wanting to shake some sense into Higgs. But then he smirked and talked about making up. Miles returned it with a smile, and shook his head. "Yeah, right, because, that's going to happen again when hell freezes over."
That was dangerous conversation, and he changed it pretty quickly. "What 'choo been doing these last few months? Dropped off the face of the earth, you did. We thought you were dead."