When Angela returned home she prepared herself for a busy sunday.
Once Angela returned from the gym, she hopped in the shower. After, she was dressed she went to the kitchen an ate some fruit salad. While eating she called Mark's office to confirm wheither or not they still on for today. Mark's receptionist confirmed that she indeed had an appointment then, switch her over to Mark's office line.
"Hello Angela, How are you?" Mark asked.
"I'm fine and yourself?" Angela replied.
"I'm doing great. Also, I have a couple of potential buyers. There's also a few condos in the city that are available, that I thought you would be interested in."
"Wow, that's awesome. Where do you want to meet up at?"
"Is the Starbucks up the block from Dirty Martini fine?"
"Yes, that's great."
"Okay, see you in 10." Mark said before he hung up. He walked out his office. He told Megan, his receptionist and pregnant little sister that he'll probably see her later on for sunday dinner at their parent's house. With that he was on his way. Once Mark had reached Starbuck's he saw Angela coming out Starbuck's with a drink in her hand, so he made his way to her.
"Hey, hope I didn't have you waiting for too long." Mark asked.
"No, I actually got here like 5 minutes ago." Angela replied.
"Okay, we could just take one car no need to take both vehicles. If that's okay with you?"
"That's fine with me. Just let me drop my car at my house first."
"Okay, I'll just follow you there." Mark said. With that being said they returned to their cars and headed to Angela's house. When they reached her house she gave him a quick tour then, they went to view the first condo. Angela thought the first condo was cute but, too tight. the second one, was perfect but the neighbors were a bit on the crazy side. She'd seen about three more condos that she either disliked or it was just okay. I guess you can say Mark saved the best for last because she was sold when she toured the last condo and she immediately told Mark she wanted it. When they were finished with all the paperwork that needed to be done it was around 7:00pm. They were now back in Mark's car.
"Do you usually cook sunday dinner?" Mark asked out of the blue.
"No, not really.. Well since after my divorce." Angela replied with a bit of sadness in her voice.
"Ohh uhm sorry. Well it's too late to cook so, do you want to go eat?"
"uhm, sure why not? Do you have anything in mind?"
"Uhmm .. yes, I know just the spot." Mark responded with a slight grin. With that being said he headed in the direction of his parent's house. Half an hour later, they pulled into the driveway.
"Mark, where at we? This doesn't look like a restuarant." A confused Angela replied.
"I would hope not it's my parent's house."
"Oh my gosh, Mark I'm not even dressed to meet your parents."
"You look fine. Come on they know Nicky if that helps any."
"Ughh No it doesn't you lucky I'm a good friend and I don't want to waste any more of your gas!"
"Okay I'm sorry.. How about I'll make it up to you."
