Re: Pandora and Wayne
Dora didn't seem to be bothered too much by the had-they-or-hadn't-they, so Wayne put it to the back of his mind, for now.
At least while his mind was throbbing the way it was.
Instead, he retrieved the water filter pitcher - London water tasted like a car park - and plunked it on the coffee table in front of the sofa, to keep company the two mugs of water.
"So," he sighed, flopping down next to her.
And then realized he couldn't think of a single thing to say.