"NO!" you shake your head and almost throw yourself off the chair. You say to yourself that the more vehemently you deny it, the more likely it is not to happen. "I'm sorry," Elizabeth quickly apologises. "No, no, it's fine." you smile. "It's nice to have someone looking after me." "My pleasure, Pookie." she gives a fake mocking bow. "Still, you look stressed. Wanna do something fun after work?" "Like?" you sit up curious. "I have a friend hosting a small party. I'm to bring a plus one." You furrowed your brow. "And you want me to be what? Your babysitter or your bodyguard?" Elizabeth gets the joke. She throws a piece of fries across the table to you. "None. A punching bag in case I get angry." You think of work, Isabella and the job at hand, you think of the chance to cool off. What do you say? [[Cybercrime/The_Phisherman/I'll be busy tonight|I'll be busy tonight]] [[I'll be there]]