"That's the plan." Sylvio was indeed happy about that and he picked up the pace for a few strides before settling back down as Ashley straightened again.
She glanced at Lulu though and snorted. "Believe me, I know that one. Can't decide which is worse: that or the work radio." Escaping the radio was nigh on impossible. "Good luck with that gentleman friend. Are you gonna have to escape for one or the other of those now?"