Jordon nodded then turned to Spider and lifted one brow.
“I’m good with any of it.It all sounds amazing.”
“When you going to do this?”Dax asked.Spider had no doubt it was so he could plan on when he wouldn’t be on kitchen duty.
“I thought I could do it tomorrow if that’s okay?I can pick up what I need on my way over, then get it started.It takes a little longer than some things, but it’s mostly set it and forget it, at least in the beginning.”
“Sounds good to me.”Dax said.
“Fine by me,” Fletch said.He shifted in his chair.“What’s with the purple galaxy Switch?”he motioned one hand toward the living room.
“Oh, that’s mine.I brought it over thinking it might give Spider something to do—well, other than flip through the channels.I showed him a couple of games earlier.My carry case matches my console so it’s easy to know it’s mine—it has extra remotes so we could all play something together, or the three of you can.”She stood, picked up the stacked plates, and carried them into the kitchen.
“What did she have you playing earlier?”Fletch turned to Spider.
“I don’t know what it was called.It was stacking colors together until you have enough matching and they disappeared.”
“Tetris?”
“That doesn’t sound right.”Spider shook his head.“She’ll know.”He stretched his back, trying to look over the bar into the kitchen.“Wildcat?”
“Yeah?”she said.
“What was that game we were playing?”
“Dr.Mario, why?”
“Because Fletch asked and I couldn’t remember.”
He relaxed his back and looked at Fletch, who stared at him silently for a moment, clearly surprised.
“We can go play something—she said there are tons of games.”
“She probably doesn’t have any of the games I play.”
“We can look.And what if she does?She said there are games that I can play online with the guys at home.Do any of them have that system?What games do we need?”
“There are a couple with that have Switches, other than me.There are a few games.Let me grab mine and we’ll see what she’s got and what we’ll need to pick up.”Fletch stood, pushing his chair back, then left the room.
Spider frowned.Jordon was taking a long time in the kitchen.
“What are you doing?”he asked, raising his voice so she would be able to hear him.
“You talking to me?”Jordon said, her head popping around the corner of the cabinet.
“Yes.You’re taking a long time in there.What’s up?”
“I’m just straightening up a little.”
“You don’t have to do that.The prospect made the mess, he can clean it up.”
“That’s not how we do it at home, so I thought I should pitch in.”
Fletch came back, a zipper case in one hand.
“Got it.Are we still in here or are we going in the other room?”He tilted his head toward the living room.
“We’re headed in there,” Jordon said.“Want anything to drink?I’ll grab it on the way.”
