For the first time since I got this job, our finances seem to have come out in the black. Maybe it’s because we’re in a slow period right now. It’s hard to spend money killing Runners when there don’t seem to be any Runners around. Therefore I decided to abuse my position and use the extra cash to treat myself to dinner.

Since eating alone gets boring, I was going to invite the others along. Well, maybe not the Jackson brothers. They creep the hell out of me. And we can’t take Sky to public places. She doesn’t react well to strangers. So instead of inviting everyone, I just invited Lepidus.

That was fine with me. Lepidus and me, without any of the crazies. At a really fancy restaurant, because after so many meals from the dollar menu, I was craving filet mignon. The whole night was planned out inside my head.

So I really shouldn’t have been surprised when everything fell apart. Sky had a really bad episode as we were about to leave, and we missed our reservations since we were busy bandaging her fingers after she tried clawing through the walls. No fancy restaurant then. Instead we ordered Chinese takeout. At least we have Netflix, so the night wasn’t a complete waste. We watched King Lear with Ian Mckellen while we ate. No idea what anyone was saying in it, but Lepidus explained what was going on enough for me to enjoy it. He’s a big Shakespeare fan; even says he took his name from one of the plays.

It was a fun night at first. Even Sky seemed calmed enough by the movie that she left us alone.

The problem came as the movie was nearing its end. The Jackson brothers barged in carrying a blood covered man. At first I thought he was dead, but then he  moaned in pain.

“Hey doc,” Gabriel called to Lepidus, “This guy’s about to buy the farm, but we’re not done with him. Patch him back up so we can keep going.”

That’s one way to ruin an evening. Lepidus went to help them while I took Sky away before all the blood sent her into a panic attack.

As for the rest of the money, I spent it on ice cream. Because in this life, there are some nights where all you want to do is lock yourself in your room and eat cookies and cream until everything feels better.