Maybe it shouldn't be surprising. It isn't like they'd set a specific time, just something approximate, and he's no good at estimating how long it will take him to drive out of the city to this part of town anyway. Back home, things like that were a hell of a lot easier, mostly because there were so few people around at all. Here, a drive that's half an hour one day could be an hour the next, depending on what's going on.

It doesn't make a difference now one way or the other. Exhaling slowly, he nods to himself, not entirely sure if that's an invitation to wait or not. "Okay," he says, as simple as that. "So I'm guessin' you're Harley?"