Joey froze.  “Wait.  Are you saying you would have helped me with marketing for free?”

“Well, yeah,” Kimberly answered.  “That’s what friends do—they help each other.  I couldn’t have put in a ton of hours, but I could talk it out with you, give you ideas, connect you with folks who might be able to help, put out a good word for you—that sort of thing.”

Joey smiled.  “That’s really nice.  Thank you.  I wish I had known sooner.”

Kimberly raised an eye brow.  “In our very first conversation I told you that we were making friends and I wanted to be your friend.  The fact that you didn’t believe me doesn’t change the fact that I offered.  Maybe you just didn’t know how much I’ll do for my friends.”

“Well, it’s too late, I’m afraid,” Joey said dismissively.  “Maybe it would have helped, maybe it wouldn’t have, but if nothing else I really appreciate the offer.” 

“Don’t you try to get me off the phone that fast, mister,” Kimberly said playfully.  “What are you doing next?”

It was Joey’s turn to be at a loss for words.  “ the immediate, I’m vacating the premises before I owe anyone more money.  Honestly, I haven’t thought past that.”  His voice sounded small and distant.

“Ok.  I hear you.”  Kimberly took a breath.  “Joey, I won’t let you give up, but I will give you some time.  Please, while you’re packing everything up, start thinking about what you want to do.  Now you know you have a friend, so keep that in mind.  I’m going to call you on your cell phone in two weeks.”

“Why?” Joey asked.  “I’m not trying to be rude, but why would you be calling me in two weeks?  I’d be happy to chat, but you sound like you have more of an agenda than that and frankly that makes no sense to me.”

“It makes no sense because you’re still dealing with the immediate.  We’ll talk in two weeks.  Trust me.”

Joey hadn’t had much luck in that area, but Kimberly was different.  “You know what?  I do trust you.  I have no idea what we’ll talk about, but I’ll talk to you in two weeks.”