Don inhaled, shaking his head. "I haven't been to the park in..." he cleared his throat, and exhaled another cloud of smoke, "Well, it's been a long time. Things might have changed since I've been last,"
He avoided asking the question he desperately wanted to ask, and instead gestured towards the empty table in front of Lily. "Have you eaten at all?" he asked, motioning towards the waitress. He might as well get another cup of coffee. He had nowhere else he wanted to be - least of all his apartment, empty and quiet as it was.
She refilled his cup without a word, and he took a sip. "I hear the zoo's nice," he finally responded, scratching his chin, finally realizing how badly he needed to shave. Jesus. He must look like a hobo.