Kirk and Walker
Steel rang a doorbell, and stood on the porch to wait for an answer. The door opened just a moment later, and he smiled.
"Hey Mr. Hanson..."
Walker frowned slightly.
"Yes? Steel I presume...?"
"Of course. Do you have the paperwork for me?" he rubbed his hands hopefully.
Walker nodded.
"I do. Wait a moment."
Walker disappeared, not bothering to inform anyone else of Kirk's prescence. He returned a moment later with a couplf of enrollment forms.
"Thanks for doing this..."
"No problem Mr. Hanson. We gotta stick together."
Walker smiled.
"That we do. Good luck."
And Kirk departed.