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"You stood me up."
"What?" Jim is still reeling from the sudden appearance of the miracle that's currently wrapped in his arms and can't get his head around her words.
Joyce pulls back just enough to look up at him.
"Our date, at Enzo's," she says. "You stood me up."
Jim stares at her for a moment, taking in the absurdity of these words while they’re standing in the depths of this frozen hell. Then he laughs.
"I guess we're even then."
Joyce's face crinkles into a smile.
“Third time’s the charm, Hop,” she tells him, and he just grins.
