The Toyota (why did it seem like he<i>always </i>got Toyotas?) pulled into the familiar parking lot, the driver dropping him off as close to the front door as possible.  “Smooth ride as usual,” he said.  “Thanks, Danilo.”<br/><br/>The Uber driver turned in his seat to face him.  “Thank you for the tip, Anton.  Appreciate it,” he stated.<br/><br/>“You’re welcome and no problem,” he replied.  “Have a good ‘un.”  Danilo waved as he drove off, waiting for an alert signifying a new fare.<br/><br/>Entering the agency, an already smiling Chloe greeted him from behind her receptionist’s area.  Anton stiffened, noticing she was wearing one of Evangeline’s dresses.  Not only were they the same size, but Chloe looked just as good in it as his wife did.  He relaxed, recalling his promise to her that he wouldn’t freak out if he ever saw her in one of Eva’s outfits.  “Looking good, Chloe,” he sincerely complimented her.<br/><br/>“Thanks, Anton,” she said while standing.  She turned toward both sides and spun around, modeling it for him.  “You like?” she asked.<br/><br/>“Always did,” he responded.  She beamed at him, sitting back down.  Good thing she was here and not in the Antarctic, he thought.  Her smile would melt all those ice floes in a jiffy.  Which then reminded him of Joel, her ex-boyfriend.  He was an idiot.  On second thought, that was incorrect.  He<i>is </i>an idiot.<br/><br/>Chloe brought him back to the here and now.  “I have you checked out with the cabin and the van for these dates,” she said.  “I just need you to sign here for both, Anton.”  He moved toward the front desk and signed where she indicated, taking two sets of keys once he was done.  In mild amusement, he watched her bite her lower lip, knowing she was fighting back a devilish smile.<br/><br/>“Are you thinking naughty thoughts, Chloe?” he asked with a grin.<br/><br/>She scrunched her shoulders and looked to the ceiling toward his left, just not directly at him.  “Yes,” she confessed, giggling with obvious glee.<br/><br/>“Shame on you, Chloe,” he scolded with a wide smile.  Anton’s chastisement only added to her giggling.  Turning to leave, he bid her a goodbye.<br/><br/>“Oh, and Anton?” she said, stopping him just shy of the front door.  Spinning around to face her, Chloe winked seductively at him.  Her smile was even worse.  “Have fun,” she said.  As soon as those two words were uttered, both of her hands rose to her mouth in a futile attempt to stifle more giggles.  Anton just laughed and waved at her, shaking his head as he looked for the van.  Who knew Chloe did seductive?  She sure did giggles though.<br/><br/>Driving along, he’d been right about Stella.  Anton texted her, saying what kind of foods and drinks he’d be getting for their hiatus, and would she like him to pick anything up.  Her answer was a predictable yes, and she supplied him with a list.  He thought it only fair that they could take turns with cooking duties.  Then again, they could always prepare their meals together, thus saving time and sharing the chore, though he never thought of cooking as a true chore.  So much of this was reminding him of Evangeline, and he knew he needed to stop that.  But how could he erase all of those fond memories of someone he’d been madly in love with?<br/><br/>Pulling into the supermarket’s parking lot, he locked up and headed inside.  Anton reached into a pocket for his list which was written on scratch paper, while locating Stella’s list on his phone.  He’d taken a screenshot of hers.