Meanwhile, Loudy-in-the-corner has not received any calls. . . .
until just this moment when his very loud ringer started ringing . . . oh crap.
But my man carried his phone to my nondisturbing spot in another part of the coffee shop and took the call.
Success? Yes, in a huge sense. Then why do I still wish I had given him a dirty look earlier?
I guess I'll have to keep thinking about that.