"Sure you don't need me to pay you back for the game?" He asked, around a sparerib he was gnawing on.

"No, I made something from that shoot I showed you; this month's not so tight. Hence the extra night off and a gift for you."

"You should get yourself something." He said.

"I did, the time off." I took a bite of chow mien and my eyes fell on his lap top. "Hey, you're computer keeps making whistling noises."

"Oh, that's just an e-mail notification." He said, "Care if I check real quick? One of my professors e-mails out random extra credit questions sometimes."

"Go ahead."

I sat there...