[ What a person didn't know kept them safe. Sometimes. Probably the case in Sam's situation. Although, there was nothing overly nefarious planned tonight but an opportunistic dinner and, if things went smoothly, they could spend more time together. Nothing what they hadn't done before. ]

Yeah, thanks.

[ Lindsey walked in smiling brightly and placing the items on the table. He had been here last time and still remembered the layout. It was there that they signed the contract, on those couches that they got plastered, and that hallway where they sauntered off...

He turned his eyes back to Sam. ]

I got seafood linguine and I thought a bottle of white would go better with it than beer. I hope you don't mind?