"A white van?" Thomas sighed,
"Give me some credit... I'm a lot more creative than that" Thomas stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder, he leaned a little closer to Ava and smiled,
"Don't forget to text me" The last two words were accompanied by Thomas' finger tapping his number on Ava's arm, he smiled again and straightened up,
"Come on, Fox" Thomas gestured to the door,
"We have business to discuss" Thomas began to whistle an upbeat tune and waving good-bye to the others that occupied his table, before he reached the door he span around,
"A white van..." He scoffed and left the room