"Me too. You're right. We both had growing up to do. I wasn't in a very good head space while we were together. I hit rock bottom when my dad died."

She runs a hand in her hair. "I used to have this reoccurring dream of you showing back up in my life. Having some business in New York. And you end up taking me back to England." She smiles. "The reality of it was way better than the dream." She raises an eyebrow. "We can also Uber."