Twenty years ago, I friend and I were eating out at a diner that used to be here. I guess it was torn down, though. The next day, I would be heading West to make a future for myself. Jimmy, my friend, would be staying here. We agreed that twenty minutes later, at this time, we would meet here.
Sounds interesting. I have to go, though. How long will you be waiting for him?
Don't worry, Officer. If he doesn't come within the next 10 minutes or so, I will leave. Have a good night, Officer.
I wonder what is taking Jimmy so long. He should be here soon...