"Way past time. It's just not the same over the phone." Laura slid into one of the chairs at the table. She'd already put spoons, napkins, and some bottles of water on the table. Other than that, she was injured and she could be a slacker host if she wanted to be.
"And probably? Joe seems like the strong silent type. Where I'm the type that, uh, doesn't do great with quiet. So there's that." She laughed a little. It was weird to think that the whole thing was over, but it was, and there wasn't anything to hide. Not from Joy, anyway.