"Right," he said. "I can go look for it later." He smiled at Stiles getting a game and then went downstairs. Not that either of them knew it but John had Stiles' stuff by now and the shop had the jeep. For once Roscoe was getting repaired properly instead of duct tape.

Scott was gone for about twenty minutes. He bought several options for Stiles since he went overboard taking care of people sometimes. There was chicken noodle soup, a turkey sandwich, some french fries, a blue icee, and a bowl of meatballs in marinara sauce. As he came back, he labeled it all out for Stiles offering whatever he wanted.