Drake nodded at her words. It was like his mind was split in two... one part of him was solidly focused on the spirit and its possible meaning. The tall antiquarian had not many unusual powers... and those he had, were not immediately obvious. He made up for his lack of immediately useful abilities with his experience... for he had a DEEP experience about the supernatural and often he managed to keep himself one step in front of everyone else thanks to that.<br/><br/>This was... priceless in his kind of job.<br/><br/>There was another train of thoughts running in his brain... the one who followed all the innuendos and dealt with the more explicit images that his mind was evoking about he and Madame. That was the best he could do... keep them separate. He smiled at her words and nodded... the Ferris wheel seemed a good place for him to think too... fresh air, he needed fresh air and time to calm himself. Especially since after her last mischievous remark, he had felt a veritable shudder run down his spine...<br/><br/>He took a deep breath, still conscious of the visible bulge in front of his trousers.<br/><br/>"Sure we shall..." he said "...and I am famous for keeping up with all my bargains, even if they end up being more than I expected at first. I try to be always... well equipped for that. Lead on."<br/><br/>He nodded to her... and then followed her out.<br/><br/><em>[exit to the Ferris wheel]</em>