It was a rather quiet coffee.  Both were often lost in their thoughts.  When Ali apologized for dragging Jim into everything, he had a number of choice things he could have responded with.  But even as the emotions grew in his chest, he knew them for what they were.  Pettiness.  Sure, Jim could be mad that Ali threw his weekend into disarray.  But, really?  What was that worth on the scale of things?  All Ali had really done was ruin poker night, the rest of the crap was all his own fault.  A moment of weakness that he should have stopped before it went too far; in which he was not unlike Ali.<br/><br/>"I accept your apology.  Consider the matter closed.  Of course right now the both of us owe an apology to Bree which will not go as easily for either of us.  Admittedly, mine will be easier than yours.  Other than giving her time, do you have any good ideas?"