She nodded, feeling somewhat relieved. "Good. And hopefully the paperwork inside matches in the most of them." She started separating and they all worked in relative silence until Isabella nudged Daphne. "Del called in some eye candy," she whispered conspiratorily as she sipped at her scotch. "Says he's Micah-sized."
"Oh my," Daphne replied easily. "Well. I'll have to make sure we crank the heat up so these poor boys might start sweating and feel inclined to remove some clothing," she teased Del.