“Look, I’ll admit it, you were right, and I was wrong. Satisfied?” said Frankie adjusting herself on the couch.

“Not yet,” replied Val, shifting slightly. “I think you owe me the full story. Besides, we made a bet and I know you are not one to skirt payment.” He winked at her, and she rolled her eyes. He glanced at her over the top of his glasses and smiled. Giving her the look that she was all too familiar with by now, the one that said, ‘you are a silly goose and you know it, but nonetheless I accept you’.