"Oh geez..." Jim moaned as he creaked down the stairs, holding his back as he stretched it in a long sigh. He'd had a wonderful night with Grace previously, but he couldn't help but wonder how much of his backache was due to their antics in the bedroom and how much of it was due to the walk back from his wrecked car. Walking downstairs into the kitchen, he gave Grace a quick kiss before picking up the phone.<br/><br/>"Yeah, so did you get the car? ... Oh good. So you can fix it? ... Awesome." Hanging up the phone, Jim breathed another sigh of relief as he turned to Grace. "The mechanic says the car's in bad shape, but he can have it fixed by a week from Wednesday. Not bad at all." He shrugged and grabbed a few pieces of fruit from the cuttingboard, snacking with a grin.