Nina ran downstairs and snatched up the phone. She presses 1 and heard James' familiar voice.
"Hey Nina, Happy New Year. I was feelin' kinda lonely, so I was wondering if you'd like to join me for a very late dinner. I was thinking we could have something to drink, break out some o'those bottles from '53, then head over to that italian place for spagetti and meatballs. Call me when you get in." Nina dialed his number and waited for him to pick up.
"I want to come. But I..."
"Come'n you know what."
"Fine I'll meet you at your place." He hung up and Nina sighed.
She walked over to the living room and flopped down on the couch. It would soon be the end of some inocent little humans' lives.