Robbie was grinning behind his hand.

“And she probably doesn't want you ‘checking in' right about now."

Mindy looked form one man to the other.

"What are you two fools smiling about? Where's Jane?"

Arthur raised his eyebrows and glanced down the opposite tunnel.

“What? The only thing down there is Red!"

Arthur wiggled his eyebrows.

Mindy narrowed her eyes.

"She's crashing with Red? Why, when she's got . . . Oh!" Mindy just clued in. She stared wide-eyed down the tunnel.

"Oh my! When did THAT happen?"

"Yesterday it would seem," Robbie said.

"I guess you took off so soon after the meeting that you missed the liplock heard round the Den."

Arthur rubbed his chin.

“I'm not quite up on the specifics actually, I don't think anyone is . . . but apparently Talia was expecting it to happen."

“She . . . I mean, Jane didn't say anything to me about it."

Robbie grimaced.

"I think she wanted to. She's still more comfortable around the women than the men, and she really likes you... ina you've-been-nice-to-her sort of way. I saw her trying to say something to you a couple of times, but you kind of bit her head off."

Mindy felt the gloom return, while Arthur punched Robbie in the shoulder.

“Why don't you talk to her this evening? Don't over-apologize or anything . . . just a quick ‘I'm sorry and was there anything you wanted to talk about?' kind of thing. We lost friends yesterday, so let's not risk losing any more."

Mindy just stared forward for a moment. She turned to Robbie.

"Jane and your sister?"

He grinned.

"I'm shocked too. She's so unlike Natasha it's scary."

"Do you think she knows about Nat?"