She'd started to explain that she hadn't 'become a business woman to move to Cali' - school and a high school sweetheart had been the main motive for that migration - but was cut off by Jack's hasty retreat. Chloe frowned as she watched him go, practically flee, from the table and a wave of disappointment washed over her. Not the same remorse or agony that came when Anne had left but a sadness all the same. She'd enjoyed his company and wished there'd been more time to talk.
Sighing, the blonde woman nodded cordially to the officer and picked at another fry. Oh well. Perhaps she'd run into Jack again sometime. Now the question was, what to do with the rest of her day. The little interruption had lifted her spirits, but Chloe wasn't ready to return to the hotel. Maybe she would head for the Zoo - the big one, not the little one stuck in the national garden; she had the strangest desire to see the goats.