Perry leaned against the wall near Fresh Tastes, awaiting the arrival of Heath Moore for their evening chat with the best caterer in the city, Mrs. Rosemary . It was after closing, the restaurant squared peacefully away for the night. In some respects, that was too bad; Perry could've gone for a bite of Mrs. R's cheesecake. Still. Couldn't hurt to ask.
Tonight they were here to meet and plan for a charity variety show, to see who they could involve and, naturally, to contract Mrs. Rosemary as their caterer. Plus, when Springs got together, who knows what impromptu amusements could be found?