"I know, it was a joke." She smiled across the table at him and then drummed her fingers on the table, watching the pill dance. "He wouldn't. Not unless I was years gone and he was retired and wanting to just relive things." She believed he was a good man too.

"I won't let him tear you a new one then. And if they take me away I'll still end up in your kitchen. I teleport like that." And it would all be behind closed doors and out of sight of his civilian populace! "I like it here."