Thorn watched quietly as they ascended the stairs, waiting for them to reach the top before she would place her laptop down on the coffee table and walk over to the bar to pour a drink.  After taking a small sip, she walked back over and removed her laptop from its bag, placing it back on the table then putting the bag in its place in the closet.  Thorn was very particular about her home and there was a place for everything; one could come in with a white glove and never find a speck of dust anywhere.<br/><br/>It was now time to reply to the email they received at the café.  Taking another sip of her drink while the computer booted up, she mentally planned her response to Stine.  He was quite intriguing and could either be a wonderful addition to their fun, or a new unwilling victim; either one of those options suited Thorn, although Shadow may feel differently.  After placing her drink gently on a coaster, she took a relaxing deep breath and started typing:<br/><br/><em>Hello again Stine,<br/><br/>My partner and I think your idea is wonderful as we do so love voyeurs.  Would you be available to meet us for drinks perhaps tonight or tomorrow night?  I do assume you are local, if not then when would be a good time for you to arrive here?<br/><br/>Thorn and Shadow</em><br/><br/>Satisfied with the short email, Thorn clicked send just as Shadow walked down the steps with the man’s clothing.  She watched as she silently walked straight to the kitchen and placed the clothes in a garbage bag.  Thorn knew that next she would tie the bag tightly and place it downstairs until later tonight when they fired up the incinerator.<br/><br/>Once Shadow returned, Thorn stood and placed a gentle kiss on her lips before going to pour a drink for her.  “Sit down, Shadow.  We may be going out tonight for some drinks,” she said with a smile.