"Bonding, supposedly." Walden gestured back to the table where his friends were getting drunk. He laughed. "We all work together at the Ministry. The department goes out for drinks when we get off."
She hadn't told him to bugger off for being a jerk to her the last time they'd seen each other. That was good. "What about you?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"
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