"Okay," Friday was saying, as she pulled up a map of the world on her notebook computer. "So after we graduate, where in the world did you want to go first?"
"Well," Eron replied slowly. "I was thinking, maybe Australia?"
Friday stopped and turned to look at him.
"You were?" she asked excitedly.
"Yeah. I mean, let's face it, there's stacks of people patrolling the North America, and even in Europe. Not so many in the southern hemisphere, and I have no idea what it's like in Asia," Eron replied. "There are even a couple of chapters of the Order of Light in Africa. So, y'know, if you ask me I think we'll be doing Australia a favour by patrolling there for awhile."
Friday laughed.
"I love you," she said. "That's awesome."
Eron grinned.
"I love you too," he replied, taking her hand and kissing it. "I know how much you want to go back that."
"I dread the thought of loosing my beautiful accent."
"Homesickness and culture shock have nothing to do with it, of course."
"Nope, not a thing."
Eron chuckled.