[ Shhh. Sleeping Architect is sleeping.
Do not wake without copious amounts of coffee. ]

Third time this month.
[ She already has a large cup of coffee, the good kind, in hand. ]
“You’re here late tonight.” [ She slides the coffee over on the tabletop. ]
“Complicated’s one word for it. Clint’s an idiot and Barney’s an ass - but they’re family and I love them anyways. Most...
“Anytime.” [ He offered her a smile; small, but the warmth reached his eyes. ] “I should probably get to work myself....