"What surprise?"
Don didn't answer.
He simply walked toward the door.
Summer narrowed her eyes at his back but followed anyway. Amanda gave her a small nudge toward the exit.
"Move, scientist."
"I am moving."
The hallway lights dimmed automatically as they stepped out. The was quiet except for Summer's impatient finger tapping against her hand.
Don stood in front of them, hands in his pockets.
When they got close, Don didn't let them see.
"Blindfolds," he said.
Summer groaned loudly. "You're so dramatic."
"Just put it on."
Amanda took hers with a sigh, tying the fabric over her eyes. Summer did the same but pulled it too tight at first, then loosened it with an irritated huff.
Don guided them forward by the wrists, steering them carefully across the private garage. Their footsteps echoed faintly in the wide concrete space.
A few more steps.
He stopped.
