Erin used all her might not to roll her eyes at the mention of Darren. She had never understood, and probably never would, why Aland would want to spend time with that sleaze. Because that's what he was. He supposedly didn't sleep with his escorts, but Erin could just tell that he was up to no good--the drug kind of no-good, which was something she didn't want near her or anybody she knew.
"Well, you know, that's good. Keep work and pleasure apart," because really, Erin couldn't see Darren doing anything besides being annoying, but she shouldn't mention something like that. She pulled one leg underneath her and held back a sigh; they could go on with this small talk for ages, but it wasn't what they needed.
"Er, Aland..." she started, finally looking straight at him, "You know I trust you, but--I need to know if you're the one that took Puff, anything else doesn't make any sense."
She really, really hoped it wasn't.
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