Burning rubber with no rims? She wasn't burning rubber, not yet. She would just take the hair sample back and analyze it. But she was determined to get the information she wanted, information she needed. Ho would he view medical information and an address as the same thing? She couldn't see the correlation between the two, he made no sense to her. "I am not insinuating you are, but to a simpleton, that is what they would see." She noted, shaking her head. He was giving her headache. She had yanked the cane, and felt his leg take her off balance, her body pinned under his. "Get off of me you ar..." She was cut off by that sudden, deep kiss, her eyes wide. What the hell?! She was going to get back at him for this, though at the back of her mind a small thought seemed to hit her. She pushed it away, knowing she couldn't let some primal instinct nag at her. She had a case to solve, she didn't have time to be kissing some doctor she hardly knew.