“Hello, you two,” I said, welcoming them.
The physique of skinny, Finindaddle, in his long tailored black suit with tails down to his knees, was quite a contrast compared to his friend, Calliefogle. Cal, as I prefer to call him, is the quiet one while Fin would boast about his discoveries. Cal is considerate, thoughtful and to the point when he has something important to say. I like that in a man.
“Susan, we came to wish you a safe and fantastic trip,” Fin said, bowing before me in my kitchen. He does that a lot.
“Well, thank you. Coffee, tea, or tap water?” I asked them.
“Tea would be fine,” Fin replied, removing his wool gloves.
“Yes, tea is good,” Cal answered.
“We won’t be long,” Fin began. “We just came by to ask you, uh, since you will be gone for a while, uh, may I, I mean may we have use of your garage?”
Many times I have allowed the two eccentric scientists have access to my garage to plan their next experiments with restrictions. I pulled out three cups I had made at pottery class and began filling them up with hot water from the kettle I had left simmering on the stovetop. The men picked up two of the cups and tea bags out of my packet basket on the counter before they sat down at my table. I turned off the stove burner just in case I would forget.
“Jack’s barn is not an option?” I asked as I followed them and sat in my chair at the table.
“Well, he didn’t want us to disturb his animals. So what do you say?” Fin asked, dipping his tea bag into his cup. Cal did the same.
“I’m sorry, guys, but I’d rather you didn’t while I’m gone.