If she only knew how much this dangerous woman excited him, he was a man of the moment and nothing more, nothing less.  The very fact that he got under her skin actually made his smile get a little wider, almost wolfish in its toothiness.  He pulled the cigarette and put it out in his palm before pocketing it... He couldn't recall the times she had saved his ass, and so he respected her all the more.  He took the folder and looked over its contents while he followed her, and he dropped the accent back to his natural yiddish one.<br/><br/>"So what exactly are we looking at here? Some kook believes that the lance that pierced the Son of God will grant him power?  Major, you pulled me from a beautiful girls arms for this?"<br/><br/>He looked at her quizzically as they walked, then burst into laughter, closing the folder as he did so, most of it already committed to memory.<br/><br/>"I get it, haha, good for you, you got Yousef.  You even let some color to your cheek to make it real.  I get it, good job Boss.  You had me going for a second.  I was afraid you would bring out the whip for real!"<br/><br/>He halfway wished this was an attempt at her hooking up with him, Lord knew he wanted to, especially after that incident in Kiev a couple years ago.  But theirs was a professional relation and he knew, but it didn't stop his dreaming. It was her devotion to duty and fire of spirit that drew him to her and kept him in line around her.  Lord knew that too how bad he could be.