Re: Entrance
"No, not business," Thomas said, vaguely. When she spoke he was able to locate her and he already knew her height, so his fingers curled around the crook of her arm. He moved them toward the midway, which he identified by the ping of sound and flow of people. "You're going to help me win Max a present," he said, changing the subject with such bald desperation that it was hard to naysay him.