"Right. Let me know if there's anything else I can do to help," Charlton offered, not doing a very good job at concealing his eagerness to spend more time in the blonde cheerleader's company. "See you at school," he managed to add as she walked off, oblivious to the fact that however useful he might have been due to his talent for research and studying was tempered by how distracted he was by Aileen's presence.<br/><br/>Finding it was easier to find the workplace address than the home address of the journalist who wrote the most recent article. Getting to talk to the writer herself, though, it turned out, wasn't quite so easy.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid that Ms. White is out of town at the moment," the receptionist explained, giving Aileen an apologetic smile. If he found it weird that a pretty girl in a cheerleader uniform was looking to interview a journalist, well, he wasn't complaining. "She's due back in a few days," he added, almost hopefully, as if he wanted to look forward to the chance to see her again.