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"Where are you guys going?" Anthony asked suspiciously. "Just goin' a walk." Peter coolly. "Okay." Anthony replied. I looked over at Mike who sitting at the kitchen table staring at his hands gloomily, "Don't come back too late." He suddenly pipped up like a protective father, "And Peter if you decide to spend the night at Angie's pad please call and let us know this time." "Yes, Mike." Peter huffed. "Don't get huffy with me." Mike said. "Yeah, yeah." Peter grumbled as he took my hand and pulled me out the door.