Irene smiled.  She seemed unable to make her lips straighten to a serious line as was due the seriousness of their quest for information.  He'd done it.  He'd gotten a license.  She didn't need a church...didn't particularly want one, either.  She had Sam and he had her and that seemed good enough to leave it be.<br/><br/>She took the paper and pen that Mr. Hardy offered and thanked him and Senora Cruz before following Sam to the table.  She was surprised he could take his hand off her butt long enough to carry the books.  The man was a sexual dynamo!<br/><br/>Irene settled at the table, arranged the paper and ink and waited for Sam to give her information.  She hadn't realized that Tim's family had had the land so long.<br/><br/>"If we find out who has the land, now, perhaps we could find out if they have other properties.  Then, we could research how they acquired the property, see if there's some similarities," she offered, thinking out loud as she drew delicate little daisies along the side of the paper.