They had done a background check on the staff. Which meant sod all, since Cathair didn't have so much as a parking ticket on his official criminal record. It was impossible for them to really know who any of them were.
Of course she wasn't going to to agree with him aloud. She was likely still sulking because he'd made her unhappy. The door opened without warning and he stumbled a bit. Was that how she wanted to be then?
He reached out and grabbed Mae, bring her down atop him. He chuckled softly, giving her a slow, deliberate once over. <"I'd like to watch them try, love,"> he teased. <"Ronnie's not going to want to lay a hand on you in any manner, especially with me standing right there. He was brought up properly. And Sean manhandling a woman in a church? Not bloody likely. The only man who'll be confiscating that particular weapon will be me, little girl."
And even though he knew she'd smack him for doing it, he gave her bum a playful squeeze for emphasis. He actually felt rather relieved, even with so much up in the air about what would happen tomorrow. There was still a weight being lifted.