"I almost did, up in the roof garden. And then you went on about how I had a nice quiet mind." He groaned. "I was trying to pay you a compliment." She mimicked him. "'You have such a quiet mind, Claire. I deal all day with people whose brains are noisy.' Was I supposed to come back with, by the way, I can kill you with my brain and I indulge in dirty fantasies about you in my spare time?"

