Benedict Arnold

The missing vagabond didn't bother me too much. I figured as long as he wasn't in the fountain shop no harm no foul. Thankfully, he wasn't. I entered the shop. Norm hugged me and gave me unearned praise. I wasn't about to correct him, but I did redirect the conversation. "Where's Wilber and Olivia ?" I ask. "He just remembered he has a date with the broad next door. So Olivia's helping him pick out a tie. The guy's a wreck." "He's just nervous." I say. "They're both Benedict Arnolds if you ask me." "They're not the enemies." "Yeah? Then why did they abandon me during busy time?" He asks. "I'm here." I say firmly. Norm's eyes light up.  "That's right you are! Alright, get behind the register."