“How’d you even find me?” he asked.
“I broke into your apartment and hacked your laptop,” Angela said, and glanced past him. “You must be Deirdre. I’m Kay’s stepsister, Angela. I’m surprised he hasn’t mentioned you.”
She tried to take a peek inside Deirdre’s mind, but Kay was already blocking her power.
“Can you just rewind a bit?” Kay asked. “What exactly is going on here?”
“Would you believe we’ve been trapped in a time loop?” Angela said.
“Knowing you, yeah,” Kay said, and turned to Deirdre. “Sorry, I guess breakfast will have to wait.”
“It’s all good,” Deirdre said. “This sounds like more fun anyway.”
“Okay, then,” Kay said. “Everybody in.”
He slid behind the wheel and Deirdre took shotgun. Angela nudged Dorothy toward the car and they both climbed into the backseat. Kay turned to look at Dorothy.
“So, do you have a name?” he asked.
“Dorothy,” she replied.
“I’m Kay,” he said. “And where are we heading this morning, Dorothy?”
She gave him the address, along with some general directions. Kay started the car and pulled away from the curb. Dorothy got quiet again. She looked like she might dive out the door at any moment.
“You still with me?” Angela asked.
“Yeah,” Dorothy said. “I’m just nervous is all.”
“Don’t be,” Angela said. “If you’re not completely satisfied with the way things go, you can start over and try again. As many times as it takes.”
“Sounds serious,” Deirdre said, leaning on the back of her seat. “What’s going on, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I let a relationship go on far longer than it should have,” Dorothy said, “and now I’ve got to break my fiancée’s heart on our wedding day.”