“Do you mind if we wait?” he asks when the tour is done and everyone is de-boarding. I glance at Chrissy, who is hanging off the side to look at the water, hoping to see a dolphin.
“Not at all.”
When the last people are walking down the aisle, Harmon walks over to Michael, who is messing with the microphone wires. I watch their exchange and strain my ears to hear the conversation. I can’t imagine Harmon saying anything bad, but I want to know what they’re talking about.
“I enjoyed your services today,” Harmon says politely.
“Oh, hey. Thanks a lot. I have to keep it lively so it doesn’t get boring.”
“Of course. I’m Harmon Stone, by the way,” he says, offering his hand.
Michael’s eyes go wide. “Shit, man. I didn’t know you’d be on the boat. I would have had everyone wave right at you instead.”
Harmon chuckles. “Kind of you, but of course unnecessary. Anyway, your comment had me thinking. I’m not sure if you could point me in the right direction, but I’d like to speak with someone about setting up a partnership.”
“Partnership?”
“Yes, sir. I’d like to offer coupons to all your riders.”
“Oh snap—damn, that’s real cool of you. So, uh, it’s actually my uncle who owns this whole thing. I can get you in touch with him.”
Harmon digs into his inside pocket and pulls out a business card.
“My information is on here. Have him give me a call. I’ll be in the office tomorrow.”
“Totally. Thank you so much. This is so cool of you.”
“You both ready to go?” I ask Cammy and Chrissy, who are chattering quietly about a group of guys sitting on a bench a short distance away.
When we’re off the boat, I lean closer to Harmon. “That was really cool of you.”
“It’s business,” he says, brushing it off.
“Is it? What will you get in return? Free tickets for life?”
He smiles. “Perhaps.”
“Where are we going next?” Chrissy asks excitedly, turning to walk backwards.
“Watch where you’re going,” Cammy chastises.
“And don’t be rude,” I say.
“It’s fine,” Harmon adds. “We’re going to the Museum of Science. Lots of fun and interactive things.”
I huff a laugh. “You’re going to enjoy the Museum of Science?”
“I’m going to enjoy the three of you enjoying the Museum of Science.”
I bite my bottom lip, smiling as I hurry to catch up to my sisters.
“Oh, no. You’re not getting out of this one,” I say, grabbing onto Harmon’s arm and pulling him behind the partition.
“I couldn’t pos—”
“You could, though—and you will,” I say with a laugh, moving beside Chrissy and Cammy.
I reach forward to slap the red button on the wall, and then a countdown projects on the wall across from us, right above our shadows. “Pose!”