Ernie looked at Susan, exaggerating a perplexed expression. "You have virtue, Sue? Could have had me fooled."
He was just settling into a nice hazy daydream about love as she'd described it when she asked that. How in the hell did she know about that? It had only just happened that morning, hadn't she? But Roger had said he knew Susan, didn't he... His face flushed bright red for the second time that day. "Um, patient confidentiality," he muttered, dipping his face into his glass for a drink.