Icene stretched her left calf muscle, she always worked up from her feet, and tipped her head slightly, "Egyptology? Oh, you work at the Museum? I'm at the crime lab, studying the more modern variants of murder etc, I guess at least if the victim is a couple thousand years old you don't have the families to deal with."
She stretched the other leg, easing her way into the stretches. "I wish I could say the same thing, but, even dealing with imbecile competitors is better than some of the family people. Although barely."