Jo more than appreciated the current events rundown, even if it was surreal to think of how much she might have missed in the past year.
She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat as Dean let his last sentence trail off. She hesitantly reached for his hand and gave it a little, tentative squeeze, as if to remind him that she was here now. Jo didn't let her hand linger long enough to veer into potentially awkward territory.
Jo took another drink of her beer as though the impulsive hand-squeeze hadn't been a big deal.
"What about music? Any reunion tours I should know about?" Not that she'd actually make it to any concerts, but Jo was of the opinion that the world was a little brighter whenever any of the old 80s hair bands were back together.