After Nick hung up Greg went into the kitchen to get a drink. Then he called Warrick.
"Hey Warrick. It's Greg."
"Look, I wanna apologize for what I said Friday. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I was just so fed up."
"Hey man, its ok, I understand. I was a little hurt by what you said but I did ignore you sometimes. And I kinda understand where it was all coming from. I'm still kinda upset with you, but I forgive you. And I ask you to forgive me for all the times I've hurt you."
"Wow, thanks, and you're forgiven. I didn't expect you all to forgive me so quickly."
"We forgave you almost immediately. We went to apologize you yesterday but you where already gone."
"Yeah, Nick told me about that. That means a lot to me."
"So, how are you?"
"I'm good. I'm glad I left though. I just couldn't stay there any longer."
"I understand, but I'll miss you. You were always good for a joke, made the place a little more cheerful. So, where are you?"
"You're asking 'cause you really wanna know?"
"Yeah, I really wanna know."
"I got a job up in a crime lab in Cascade, Washington."
"I know someone in Cascade. Simon Banks. He's an old friend of my Grandma's. He's a cop for the Cascade PD. If you run into him up there tell him Warrick Brown says hi."
"Can do man."
"Sorry Greg, I gotta go. I'm taking my Grandma out to dinner. Call me when you get settled in, ok?" "Sure man, but one thing before you go, please don't tell anyone else where I am. Nick is the only other person who knows where I am. Catherine knows I am in Washington State, but not which town. Please don't tell anyone, I'll tell them when I'm ready."
"Sure Greg. Call me."
"Yeah, bye Warrick."
They both hung up.
"Hey Greg, you done?"
"Good, come here and look at these listings with me, it's your apartment after all."
"You know, I'm letting you stay here out of the kindness of my heart..I could make you stay in a hotel. You can afford it."
"Sorry Moll. Would you like something to drink Moll? Here, have a pillow to support your back, Moll, you look uncomfortable."
"Thanks Greg." Molly smiled sweetly at him. "I'd like a cup of tea please."
"No problem Moll." And Greg went to get her tea.
After several hours of looking at apartment listings Greg needed a break. Molly was asleep on the couch so Greg had to wake her up.
"Hey, to Molly, time to get up. Greg is hungry and needs food."
" .go 'way."
"Sorry Moll. But you need to get up. You're hogging the couch. I'm going to get a nice cold glass of water for you. I'm going to splash that nice cold glass of water on you and get you all wet if you don't get up."
"I'm up, I'm up." Molly sat up and gave Greg a dirty look. "I was having a nice dream too."
"Aw, to bad. I'm hungry, you wanna go out or order in? My treat."
"Oh, I forgot! Eric and Jordan wanted to take you out tonight. 'Sort of a "welcome to Cascade and Congratulations on your doctorate thingy". They wanna take you to this new club their friend owns. I was supposed to ask you earlier but I totally forgot."
"Sounds ok. What kinda club so I know what to wear?"
"Um.I think that you're supposed to dress kinda in between dressy and casual. It's one of those new trendy places I think. I don't remember."
"Great, now I don't know what to wear. What time are they coming by?"
" , I think."
"Its six thirty already!"
"I'm sorry! I forgot!"
"It's ok, it's ok. Deep breath...I gotta go take a shower. Not enough hurry."
Greg ran off in the direction of the bathroom leaving a laughing Molly in the living room.
Greg had just stepped into the shower when Eric and Jordan arrived.
"Hey Moll," they both said after giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "Greg ready yet?"
" , and it's my fault entirely. I totally forgot you guys wanted to take him out. So I only told him about five minutes ago."
"Molly, Molly, Molly." Eric shook his head. "You are such a bad girl. I suppose you forgot what kinda club it is to so the poor boy has no idea what to wear?"
Molly just nodded.
"Jordan, when he gets done in the shower would you help him pick something out?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll just go see what clothes he has." Jordan went off to Greg's room.
"Molly dear, what are we going to do with you? It's a good thing we don't have to be at the club till after nine thirty, and we can show up for dinner anytime we want."
Fifteen minutes or so later Greg was finally ready. Jordan had picked out a dark red dress shirt and black dress pants.
"It was one of the least loud shirts he had," Jordan explained. "Besides, he looks pretty good in it."
"He does look good, damn good." Molly said.
Greg blushed. "Thanks guys."
"I just call 'em like I see 'em." Was Molly's comment.
Greg blushed deeper.
"Good, let's go before Molly makes Greg turn the color of his shirt."
"Eric! How mean."
Greg stuck his tongue out at all of them. "Where are we going anyway?"
"First we are going to our restaurant. Then we are going to Timonèa. You remember Cindy Verne?"
"She and her husband own it."
"Husband? When did she get married?"
"A couple months ago. She married a Carlos Varguez." Jordan said.
"Good for her."
"Yeah, now we definitely gotta go. Are you sure you don't wanna come Moll?"
"Yes, I'm sure I don't wanna go Eric. I do have to work tomorrow. Unlike some people."
"Monday's our only day off Moll."
"I know Jor. Now go before you're any later."
"Bye Moll. See you tomorrow." And they all left.