... call the guys and cancel poker night. The moment Fat Eddie shows up with a case of beer and box of cheap stogies, Pete would have a month long ticket to sleep on the couch. He slowed down and took a deep breath.
"No problem," he breathed, "I'll just take my cell phone and..."
His sudden resolution turned right back into panic as he searched his pockets, left then right, front then back, over and over in vain.