Casey looked at the monster for a while, she guessed Sheldon could be as good a name as any, but he didn't look like a Sheldon to her.<br/>"Why not just Frank, he kind of looks like a Frank." She smiled at him, a kind smile. She walked over to the others, sitting down on a chair and starting to let her fingers run through her long hair. It was still a bit messy after having slept, and her passionate moment with Alistair. She bit her lower lip when she thought about it, she could still feel the way he had pulled down her panties. The butterflies in her stomach, the anticipation of what would happen. Her cheeks blushed a little, she looked over at Al, imagining him almost naked.<br/>She shook her head, trying to focus. This wasn't the time or place for that, she would get her chance, she was sure of it, perhaps after the dance.<br/>"What are we going to do about Mr. Spring and Moriarty, we can't just sit and wait for them to attack us." She looked at Alistair, she considered him the leader of their small group.