Re: Edges of Ballroom
The presumption that they were lovers made Daryl's jaw clench. "I believe that happened already," she said dryly. "This merely offers fake confirmation to a false accusation." Though her tone was even, a slight uncertain twitch at her lips betrayed her concern. She was already considering the sort of nightmare this would create for her future case against him. "It has no grounding in reality. Like most of what is printed in newspapers." Oh yes, take that media!
She raised a brow, head lilting to the side as Detective Warda suggested driving her home. Though Daryl usually wore a neutral, blank expression, she currently wore an expression of sardonic curiosity. "This is called a dress," she said flatly. After a moment of silence, she sighed. "I am not sure if it would be good form to leave so early. Besides, why do you think I should be taken home immediately?"