Duncan soon turned the closer corner and saw Adora waiting. How long had she been waiting? He'd hurried! He was rather nicely for someone who was going to buy a mattress, with pressed jeans, a button up shirt over a tee shirt, and a corduroy hat with a brim. The print tee was quickly covered as he zippered up his bomber style suede jacket.
"Hullo, sorry to make you wait," he said, leaning in to give her his customary kiss on the cheek hello. It was a formal thing, more so of a cheek press than actual lip contact, but it was proper, and Duncan was generally proper. Generally.
"Thanks for coming," he said, as they started to walk.