Linda had to admit the gentleman had a point about people now always sticking around. Lucifer had disappeared twice in the fourteen months she'd been here. Maze left too.
"Oh, well, at least you're fond of the dog," Linda offered. Her phone beeped and she inhaled the last of the food on her plate. "And that's my cue to go home so my friend gets to work on time. Nice to meet you, Sherlock." She smiled.