"Oh!" He doesn't know why that takes him by such surprise. The idea of Meredith having a birthday, that is. Occasionally it feels like she walked out of a natal chamber of ruthless intelligence fully-formed. "When does she usually get home? What kind of timeline do we have?"
"She's pretty much a workaholic. If she doesn't leave early because she's tired from all the... jail... things... then we probably have until, like, six," Malcolm tells him.
"So we can assume we have until four, is what I'm hearing." Contrary to the statement, he looks even more enthusiastic now. "Shortest notice I've had in a while, but I think we can manage it. My best friend's wife is an event planner. I picked up a few things."
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