Kyle uncharacteristically grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Well ..." he began, "Not by choice. I'd love you to come, but I believe you have a much more important job to do here?"
Ali looked at him in puzzlement, "Job?"
Kyle raised an eyebrow, "Sophia."
"Oh," Ali said, a bit surprised, "I didn't think you were referring to her when you said 'job'. I thought you were talking about the company."
"Well, since she's going to be part of your future, don't you think you should take it more seriously like a job?" Kyle pointed out.
Then he narrowed his eyes as he stared at Ali, "Or are you doing what you normally do?"
"What I normally do?"
Kyle rolled his eyes, "Do you need a cotton bud? When was the last time you dug out your earwax? That's twice you need to repeat what I just said."
Ali glared at him. Before he could retort, the waitress came over with their orders. He paused for a while as she placed their food on the table.
