[Garry was sure there would be something to be done about Ib's parents' trust...Garry was fifteen years older than she. Garry didn't mind and he was sure Ib didn't but the other parties need to be reassured that Garry was nothing more than a gentle soul.

When he got the call saying that Ib's parents okay-ed it, Garry was ecstatic. He was so happy to see his dear little friend again, for a moment the trauma from the gallery just went away. Oh wait, before he left...There. There, the handkerchief was nice and clean. Like the fine laced cloth was fresh and new.

Garry left and was surprised that Ib came before him. She was sitting there waiting oh so patiently. Garry normally didn't like to be sneaky but oh, oh he just couldn't help himself this time. He quietly blended in with people walking on the sidewalk and tapped Ib on the shoulder.]

I hope you weren't waiting too long.