Sally let out a sigh. There was the tiniest part that wished Wayne would've asked. Even if he didn't care about Harold, she was obviously upset about whatever it was. Sally just let it go though, she knew Wayne was trying at least.
"Definitely. I hope your mom has a pie waiting for me." Sally smiled again. Wayne's mom's pie was to die for. "Do you know what you're going to do after we leave? After we go home that is."