Fully assured Officer Milo would nab Jameson at the airport, Sassy convinced Paul to delay his quest to punish Jameson long enough to pick up Becca for their triple-date.

That’s when all the pieces began to coalesce in Sassy’s mind.

“You’re telling me Jameson rejected you this morning?” Sassy asked.

Becca sniffled, “Yeah.”

“That explains so much,” Sassy said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Becca said, examining Paul’s truck. “And why’s there glass in the back seat?”

Paul slammed his fist against the steering wheel.

“Oh, that,” Sassy said, shooting daggers at Paul. “This brute locked his keys in the truck and was too impatient to wait for a locksmith.”

“But if he smashed the window to get in, wouldn’t there be more glass? It almost looks like it was smashed from the in- “

“We cleaned it!” Sassy and Paul exclaimed simultaneously.

“Good job,” Becca said, rolling her eyes. “So tell me about my hot date.”

“Do you still like Jameson?” Sassy asked.

“A little.”

“Then you’ll love this guy.”