Kathy looked up at the concern in Annabelle's voice. "I ... um... Something a little stronger, perhaps?" She nodded to wards a side table where a decanter of brandy stood, along with a couple of balloon glasses.<br/><br/>She had noticed the strange looks passing between the detective and his assistant, and was pleased that her theory had been confirmed. The bumbling fool she had encountered three years ago had been transformed into a brilliant detective by the work of his assistant. She stood carefully and walked with a deliberate wobble over to the brandy, helping herself to a generous portion. She wondered if there might be a way to seduce the lady assistant away from the detective.<br/><br/>"Miss? Oh miss, would you come over here please?" She asked.