He glances at you as you start to rub lotion on your hands. It's past 10 PM and you're preparing to go to sleep. He's sitting on the edge of the bed, contemplating if he should say something about his concerns.

"Tommy saw you." He finally says, his voice quiet. He knows he won't be able to sleep anyway. "You told me you had to do some extra work at the shop, but Tommy said he saw you in a café with a man."