Rising, Dominique dumped her half full cup of coffee down the sink before rinsing it out. Quickly spelling it clean, most likely the residents of Garden Court would have enough to clean up by the end of the party that she didn't feel the need to add it it, she searched the cupboards until she found where the cups went.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she answered him. "And who knows, we may see more of each other at the Clinic. My boss has hired more people, which means my hours have been reduced. I need something to fill my time."
She knew her uncle had warned her to be careful in where she was going. Surely the Clinic would be safe?