"Trust me, I'm doing it because I want to. You'll have plenty more chances to treat me if you still want to later."

Once she was satisfied that the papers were secure, she got up and opened one of the large windows behind her desk. A gentle sea breeze blew in, catching the corners of some papers, but the rocks stayed, unmoving.

"C'mon, shut the door, we're heading out this way. It's faster and you can tell me what you want on the way."

She perched on the sill, preparing to leap out to the nearest building as if it were something she did everyday. As a matter of fact, it was indeed.