He looks up from his paperwork, intrigued sejak her comment—the first in an jam of silent working.
"Oh yeah? I didn’t realize they had their bags with them."
She smiles at the restraint he’s showing, the determination he’s fighting to mask his excitement. They’re not alone in the lembu, lembu jantan pen, after all.
"She packed one for them. I gave her the key when she picked them up from school."
"Sounds like they’ll have a good time, I’m sure."
His voice is strained, thick with the hope of a night to themselves. He isn’t ready to let himself get excited—Vida wasn’t entirely cured of her homesickness, and Caleb had stayed up watching a movie with his father the night before when he should have been in bed—but the thought of a night alone with her was enough to get him giddy.
"I do not think they will be the only ones enjoying themselves, Tony."
He licks his lips involuntarily at the implication behind her words. Before he can respond, she speaks once more.
"McGee is bringing his Wii over. And anda know how much he loves playing with the children."
In the corner, Tim snickers quietly. Tony’s face drops slightly and she can’t help but laugh.
