“I just got off of work…hence the frosting on my face.” Harrison explains, laughing quietly. “Do you know the name? I could give you directions.”
“A baker what a fun job, remind me to call you for my birthday,” she teased smiling brightly. She hummed in thought and chewed her bottom lip as she tried to think of the name. “Davey’s? Dave’s BBQ Pit? Ducky’s? It’s D-Something BBQ Pit I think?” she offered and then tousled her hair embarrassed, “Sorry I know I’m not much help.”














