//After the weekend, then,// he agreed, and now he was doing that smile thing again. Couldn't help it. It had managed to sneak up on him this time, and wasn't about to leave.

He didn't think that he had anybody coming. But best-laid plans and all of that...

//Billiards, a film of some sort. Whatever happens to be playing that the time, perhaps?//

He wasn't picky, honest.