The first weekend of May. That wasn't too far away. Sam knew he would have to get her number before they parted ways, wishing he hadn't left his cellphone tucked away in the glovebox of his car.
He grinned at her question, already sure how he would respond. "I'll tell you what, let me scare us up a couple of menus and then I'll bore you to death with why I think the camera might be my favourite invention of all time." Rising to his feet, his smile a little cheeky after that declaration. "I'll be right back."