"I know... Hang on... I think i have a very good idea who did it... I'll give you a clue, her name rhymes with 'Cheating Harlot'."

"Did you see her in the resturant? How can you be so sure it's her?"

"I wasn't exactly looking out for her, was i?" Lewis replied.
"Please, stop arguing! I don't know whats brought this on, but it needs to stop right now!" Toby yelled.

Chris stopped, brush his face for a second and tried to rationalize the situation, though made sure to apologize to Toby. "Look... I'll take care of Diana, but you need to get in contact with Marla, maybe she saw somebody."

Lewis nodded. "Look... Chris, i'm sorry. I should have been more careful."

"No, Lewis... it's my fault, I shouldn't have said anything in the resturant, I just... it's just..." the blonde clentched his fists and smash them on his lap, leaning down and burying his head in his hands in anger, unable to finish the sentence.

Lewis pulled over, wrapping his arms around his sobbing boyfriend.

"Lewis, I'm so sorry" he sobbed, though he quickly faught back the tears, breathing in to calm down. He forced the emotions back, pulled them back in, 'there will be another time for this' he told himself, 'now is not it'. "I'm good, I'm good, we can keep going" he finally said, wiping his eyes.

"Do you want me to drive you home or..."

"Just take me to your house... I'll take my car home" the blonde nodded, fishing out his keys.