Cole pulled a face. "Yeah, I remember that. I guess Ichabod isn't very good with the opposite sex." Part of it had to do with him, and he realized that; but there was no harm in putting most of the blame on the fable insanity if he could. "Hey, you won't hear any argument from me."
It was late, and he did have to work in the morning; but luckily for him most of his co-workers happened to share a desperate need for early morning coffee. "That's why coffee was invented, Ileana. I'm not going to turn you away just because of work." Especially not after she was attacked by a vampire. He paused to give her a sort of half-hug on his way to the kitchen, careful to avoid her sore wrist. "You want anything?"