Lanny Zelkovii

His mind was still racing from the scene at the Night Club, and it really put his thoughts in a tangle about how he felt about Cassidy. She was a good friend, she'd always been that since they were little... and yet... he found himself thinking about his childhood friend far more often than he use too, and seeking excuses for hanging out with her. And the kiss... it had startled him just as much as it apparently did Cass, and really made him question the whole 'friend' relationship.

Trying and failing to put his mind to other things, Lanny was looking over the various items in the reptile section, trying to remember just what he'd set out for. But that kiss... Lanny frowned a little, again trying to shove that scene out of his head, and finding that, well... it wasn't an unpleasant thing. Not at all, it was just... confusing. Scratching distractrfly at the side of his head, Lanny again tried to direct his focus at the items in front of him, and reached to pick out a tiny lizard 'harness', looking at it without really seeing it.

Meaghan Maddox

He and Cassidy hadn't seen each other in a couple of days now; for all that they shared and apartment building, it was still rather easy for them to miss seeing each other in the morning, unless they happened to meet on the stairs or something. And Cass had done her best to be cautious - she found herself enjoying Lanny's company more and more, but by now she'd heard the rumors that were spreading. Her name was connected with his often in idle conversation now; there was talk of a couple situation going on. So she'd been careful not to seek out his company too often.

Into Lanny's thoughts broke a young woman with a soft, gentle voice. "Are you finding everything, sir? Is there anything I could help you with?" Meaghan was about seventeen or so, with dark, curly hair and big brown eyes - her face held something to it that was almost Oriental in nature, in the way of the angle of her almond-shaped eyes and the softness of the features. But before he could even answer, his pocket vibrated, and by now, Lanny should recognized the number - 496-1945. Johann's number. And when he picked it up, the voice that answered was very tense in nature - a quality rare to hear from the stoic man. "Lanny?"

Lanny Zelkovii

Being of a more flexible, easy-going personality than his brother, the lower ranking members felt a little safer about teasing the younger lead of the gang on the rumors that were starting to go around about he and Cassidy. He denied it all, insisting that they were simple good friends, and that was that, but no matter how many time he stated this to the guys, there was a little notion in the back of his mind that made the declaration seem... a little weak. Part of him was wanting to see Cassidy again, and another half of him was beyond nervous about running into the young woman and the awkwardness that would ensue following their last departure.

Again thinking back on these things, Lanny didn't immediately answer Meaghan as he stared at the box he was holding. After a second too long, her words seemed to register, and he turned belatedly to reply, "Huh...? Oh, yeah, yeah." Lanny shrugged a shoulder and added, "I didn't know they made these ki-" Before he could finish an idle comment, the phone buzzed in his pocket, and he scooped it out in a haste. A little bolt of apprehension tingled along his spine when he saw what number it was, though his voice was steady and sure when he answered, "Johann? Something up?"

Johann

The girl was a little startled when he didn't immediately answer her, but when it became apparent that his brain had been everywhere but listening to her, she smiled tolerantly; she'd been working in retail long enough to understand things like this. "You're here, but your mind's at least thirty miles away," she teased gently. She might have gone on, but the buzzing let her know that he needed to answer the phone, and so she stepped diplomatically away where it wouldn't look like she was listening in on his conversation.

And it was fortunate that she trotted away, for Johann's voice was heavy and serious. "We're at Great Springs. She passed out - iron deficiency. She's okay - but she wanted me to call you. Room 318."

Lanny Zelkovii

Lanny was ambling away in the opposite direction of Meaghan, always a little guarded whenever he was on the phone with anything related to gang business or, lately, calls from Johann or Cassidy. Seeming not to hear her comment, or at least not making any sort of response to what she had said, Lanny's face instantly lost all the friendly charm it usually carried, "Are you serious. Ok, just- I'll be there in a few minutes." Putting the little box back on the shelf, and in quite the wrong spot, Lanny dashed out the door to head for his bronco.