Derek turned his attention back to Julia, covering her hand with his other one "I'm fine, a little sore, but fine. I've been tossed around like that for a long time."
"True," Julia admitted "But it doesn't mean I'm still not concerned or don't like it." Just then Markham showed up at the door and walked over. "Oh, he's fine." Julia replied with a smile, not about to get into what happened, much less undermine Derek by making him look like someone who couldn't handle the bumps and grinds of their 'job'. The waitress came back with their drinks and took the photographer's order.
