Ric looked between the two of them and tilted his head a little, trying to figure out if there was a graceful way out or in.

Then he remembered that he was him, and he was happy, and what the hell.

"Make sure it's pointing in the right direction. How do you feel about History Teacher for lunch?" One of those was to Damon. One was not. Which was which was fairly clear.

Yeah. Friendship was enough.