...Sure. I think justice can wait another day this time. [ As if it ever could.

But this is his day off, and until 30 seconds ago his plans hadn't extend much farther than eating an entire box of cereal in his underwear and beating his knuckles raw against the nearest punching bag until patrol.

It's been a bad, depressing week. He needs the company more than he should probably let himself admit. That she'd thought of him at all is a nice, welcome surprise. ]

So how've you been? Still taming the heart of the savage beast?