> She met his gaze, her tone quiet "I'll let you know how it went and meet
you
> before going out to see Rachel."
>
> If he were going to spend some time with his friend they'd either head
> toward his personal study or billiards room but she wasn't sure which.
>
> She was considering maybe going by the police station too, maybe talk to
> Lyons one on one with what she suspected about him and his brother's death
> and, already at an angle where the gesture wouldn't be seen she gently
> tugged on his jacket opening and smiled a little, keeping her voice low
with
> a hint of a chuckle in it "Don't drink from any weird looking jugs, hmm?
I
> like you without having extra personalities."
>
>
Derek:
"Don't worry so do I," he assured her moving his hand so that it brushed
gnetly against her fingers. "We'll be in my study." He wasn't planning on
getting drunk, though the idea did have some appeal of it's own merrit.
