Thorn silently took a sip of her drink before looking up at Shadow’s concerned face.  She considered allowing Shadow to venture upstairs and discover Stine herself, but then thought that to be cruel.  “You look tired sweetheart, did you at least get some action from him before he died?” she asked in a flat tone.  This was not the first time one of them had made a mistake, but when mistakes happened Thorn took charge immediately, turning their roles around.  If a mistake was made it always fell in her lap to fix things, and after her wonderfully normal morning at the café, fixing a mistake was not something she looked forward to.<br/><br/>Shadow knew she was less than happy and an apologetic look washed over her face.  With a sigh, Thorn stood up and motioned for her to come over and when she did, she wrapped her arms around her.  “It’s okay Shadow, I’m not angry,” she whispered into her ear before pulling away from the hug and locking eyes with her.  “We have a date tonight, and our new maid is coming over at 3pm tomorrow.  Let’s go take care of the meat in our bed…then you need to take a nap,” she said sternly then softened her expression with a smile before pressing her lips gently against Shadow’s.