About midway through the meal, Mike laughed softly and accidentally dropped her fork.   She bent to retrieve it, whispering the location of the target.  There was a gentleman sitting immediately behind her, somewhat grizled in appearance who seemed to be taking more interest in the two of them than he should.  Granted, he wasn't the real target, but a little collateral damage wouldn't hurt.<br/><br/>When the gentleman excused himself to use the bathroom facilities, Mike looked to Daedric and offered him the opportunity to do the job himself.  It was a treat, a gift; something to make up for her treatment of him over the past few days.<br/><br/>"Do you need to use the facilities, my love?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet tone of voice, though her eyes held a trace of real danger, her true personality shining through.