"Not a bad one," he says and crouches down to sit beside her on the roof. "By the way, appreciate the tip off tonight. And distraction." Which, although didn't use the exact words, was a thank you pretty much. He leans over, dips a finger in the ice cream to scoop and bit out and tastes with a rather impish smile on his face. "Yep, was right, not bad at all."
He was certainly in a good mood. Successful, if dangerous and with bad odds, operation, fear gas to analyze, and seeing Sarah again. All in all, a successful night in his books.
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