The absence of any move on her part knit a web of apprehension in him. In the sanctum of his study, he found solace in the rhythm of smoke rings and contemplation.

With eyes closed, he embarked on a journey of introspection.

What did he forget?

Amidst his musings, a timely interruption emerged in the form of a call from Roscoe.

The camaraderie they shared prompted Roscoe to inquire.