"Walk slower, are you that excited to see me?" David Locke watched as Mary Scott hurried toward him, teasing her even as he reached out his long arms to pull her into an embrace before she even got close.
Mary found herself wrapped snugly in his coat, tilting her face upward. "What are you doing? Don't want your legs anymore?"
"I want both you and my legs." David smirked, rubbing the top of her head with his chin.
"Greedy." Mary chuckled in response, pulling him toward the car.
Trailing behind and completely ignored, Alfred Scott muttered to himself, "… This is too much to handle today!"
Once inside the car, Mary glanced at the still-buzzing trending topics on her phone and turned to David to discuss. "I'd like to invite Mr. Foster and the others for a meal to thank them."
"Sure, you pick a time, and we'll go together," David agreed. After all, without the help of the "Wilderness" program crew, Mary wouldn't have been able to turn the tide at the last moment.
"Alright."
