I nodded and then said, "Jim."
He turned and looked at me.
"Thanks," I said.
He dismissed me with a wave of his hand, "Ah, get outta here, Randolph."
He got in the car and then leaned his head out and added, "What are friends for?" as he drove off the site.
I turned to look at Scarlett. She'd been kidnapped and nearly killed and she still looked fabulous.
"Soooo," I said playfully, "what do you want to do now?"
"I'm hungry," she said.
I grabbed her around the waist, "Me too!"
"No," she said, "really hungry. Let's go eat."