Paul sat down on the couch, turning to face her. Oops! He hadn't meant to cause a choking scare, but he was CPR certified and would have gladly performed the technique to save Honey's life. But - oh. Whew. False alarm! And while it was true Roy was here, he obviously had been caught up in work - again. Perhaps an intervention was needed. Because if the man was found dead of exhaustion, Paul would probably just throw himself off of the roof at that point.
He smiled a little when he saw the note. "I don't blame you for being cautious. It is really weird. I'd say there's a reason for all of this, but who really knows." That seemed like such bullshit to him though. Paul wasn't very metaphysical. He believed that, for the most part, people controlled their destinies - however, some things were probably meant to happen, and would work themselves out no matter what. For instance, The Epic Relationship. Honey had mentioned her and Vince's future in the 'we' tense and Paul knew that they were never going to officially break up, ever. Because they were meant for each other no matter how many other puzzle pieces they tried to fit in where they didn't belong.
Of course he didn't say that. He liked his head where it was.
"So what have you been up to?" he asked, taking a sip of tea. "Are you still practicing law?"