"Depends on what you had in mind to suck on." Tara popped off absentmindedly, lost in the thought of how Mal had just up and left after his last comment. She had sat, dumbfounded, waited for what seemed like hours and finally had come back to the office to catch up on some paper work.<br/><br/>When Bronwyn was silent, her words finally circulated through her brain.<br/><br/>"Oh, yeah, I guess it has been a long night. What can I do to ease you through the rest of the night?"<br/><br/>Damn, she thought, how many Freudian slips can one person make before the hearer thinks she is hitting on her?<br/><br/>Tara laid the paperwork aside, shut the laptop and focused on Bronwyn's laughing face.<br/><br/>"Okay, I'm paying attention now."