Cale laughed. “So they know I’m not here to spy on their activities.” He looked at Gaby. “Or to steal their women.” He smiled and flexed his eyebrows at her. [Gabi is shown below.]

“Even though we both did,” Brady said. He smiled warmly at his wife and touched her arm.

“Actually,” Cale said. “Gaby stole me first. Had me prisoner in a globe.”

“Huh?” Brady’s face turned to stone.

“Right. She was totally nude.” He pointed his chopstick at her breasts.

Gaby slapped his hand away as if he were going to touch her. She blushed and looked down at her array of sea cucumbers covered by sweet and sour sauce.

“Sorry, Gaby.”

“You want to explain that?” Brady wiped his fingers on his cloth napkin.

Cale snorted. “Okay. It was a dream I had years ago back in Illinois.” He smiled. “We were having a family reunion on my sister’s farm, and we . . . thought my brother had disappeared into a crop circle.”

“What?”

“Surely you have those in Canada.”

“Not many, but, yeah, we do.”

“Eventually it got me too. ‘”

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