It was a blessing, Eugene knew that. His mother hadn't been home, so the visit to the condo had been uneventful. Well, aside from the sheepish grin he kept giving Hiroshi for how large the place was. He had to restrain his knee-jerk response to apologize -- he knew that would only make it worse. Instead, he just changed very quickly, grabed a few necessary papers and got them both out of there.
Mr. Harris had picked the cafe, had said it would be easy to find. Which was true. They were a touch early, so once they darted from the cab (trying not to get too wet) and were safely inside, Eugene turned towards Hiroshi and grinned. He ran his fingers through his hair -- it was damp again.