Nope, sorry

"Sorry, Mel, I'm late enough as it is."

"Th- that's okay..." Melissa stammered her response.

"Oh, are we still on for Friday? I've got a place we can go to where you can be... comfortable all you want."

Melissa wanted to scream and protest, but all that came out was "whatever works for you..."

"Great! See you then!" Brad turned away to walk a couple of yards to where his car was parked, jumping in and pulling away as Melissa noticed her vision slowly returning to normal. Unfortunately, she never got her contacts back, so she's still a bit nearsighted, but at least she can make out some basic forms and her general location.