She turned from him, and strangely he felt a little bereft, but before he could analyze the feeling her words sparked a memory.
Had he known he was going to see Susan he might have taken care with his appearance anyway, but he hadn't known and he remembered then that he'd picked the carefully pressed black button-down, the handsomely cut dark blue jeans, his best hat and most fashionable boots because tonight his agent had made plans for him.
"Dinner," he sighed.
Oddly, he didn't seem particularly enthused by the prospect.