Brent Meets Dacey
Arriving at the location, Rob spied Brent's car actually following him. He ignored Brent and stood there waiting for a taxi to come by. As it was Sunday, the traffic was really not that big. Most people were staying indoors or at church by this time.
Rob waited for over five minutes, but no taxi came making him check the time repeatedly. He knew that turning up late would further irritate Dacey. She seemed to be a little upset with him already. He didn't want to aggravate her further.
"You know, if you had got on, we would be already on the way now," Brent's sarcastic voice broke his train of thought causing Rob to turn and scowl at him.
"Brent, you are like a burr. Pretty irritating to have around," Rob said a bit irritatedly.
"Hey, come on. I am being a good buddy here. Just hop in. It is Sunday. Who knows when the next taxi is going to come around?" Brent said smiling at Rob.