That’s why you’re going to help me look after Lucy.

[he picks up some cologne, giving it a sniff. Makes a face and puts it back. He’ll test a few other scents until he finds one that makes him think of James. Seems like a good plan]

His name is James. He leads the aerial unit of the Perimeter Guard. I saw his profile on Friendr and asked what kind of music he liked. We agreed to meet up for drinks, and the sparks flew. I’m not sure how “good” that is to you, but it’s what happened.