Tru looked up as Jack walked into the office.
"Hey," she greeted.
"Hey," he replied, nodding.
He paused, sticking his head around the corner, then turning to Tru again.
"You know, Daivs is a nice guy, but why do I get the feeling that we're gonna come in here one morning and all the corpses are gonna be dressed up for an imaginary tea party?" he asked.
Tru grinned.