Daysha put out her cig and walked her cup over to the sink rinsing it. Dishes didn't magically do themselves. "Yeah, I should head out myself."

"Cause the bad guys never turn themselves in and the red tape never stops." Her joke was dry, and she was probably the only one snickering on the insides.

Nodding to Harlowe, Harwood and the Doc she said. "I'm sure we'll all meet again soon."

Hopefully less crabby.