"Hah! Ain't that the damn truth?" Snickering Lucas pauses to take another sip of coffee while his lips smile around the rim of the cup. "And maybe I will. If I strike it rich I'm throwing half at you for the idea!"

Wouldn't that be something, too? Kind of like the old days, when they'd dream up far fetched scenarios to get out of that sleepy little town. The odds were always long, but somehow they at least the getting out part.

"I'm glad I did, too." He can only keep his gaze on Les for a moment, smile warming even as he finds a spot on the table to look at instead. "I really dropped the ball keeping up and...I missed you. A lot."