Bags intact on Steve's arm and on his own, and he tugged his arm down toward another crosswalk. What was a few blocks' walk for the two of them. The milkshake place was a little spot with a drive-thru, a small dining room, but a much larger outdoor space with picnic tables under an overhang. The menu was extensive to say the least, and Jim looked at it with a smile. "Here we go."