“What is that?” “It was a giant cup of sweet iced tea from Franny’s, but the ice is all melted and the sugar’s probably settled at the bottom now.” “You brought me tea?” “And a pizza, but I ate half of it while I was waiting so ...” He shrugs. A light laugh escapes and his grin deepens. “Bianca didn’t tell you what time I got off?” “My nephew was born right before Christmas break, and when I went home, there was a little label above the doorbell warning people not to wake him,”