Fair enough. Whatever you say.

I'll meet you in the cafe. See you soon.

That said, he put his phone away. He arrived at the café soon later, having already been close, and he got himself a black coffee. Picking a table by the window away from other people, Barty answered some other texts on his phone quickly and then he took out a book he kept in his pocket. He read as he waited for Sam, sipping his coffee slowly.