Iain had actually been having a rather good day. Work was going well, he hadn't heard anything from Alexa lately (though he, admittedly, had mixed feelings about that), and he was going to get Ethiopian food on the way home and watch bad TV for the rest of the night.
He had just left work when his phone rang, and he smiled to see Lachlan's name flash up on the screen. "Hey Lachlan," he said, balancing the phone between shoulder and chin as he did up his coat. "Good to hear from you. How's things?"