Well, Colleen could not say she was surprised. This wasn't a talk to be avoided, though they had managed a good job of it. With her wine in hand, she reached out for the phone and rose, moving over to couch with Misty and sat beside her, while looking carefully through the email. Glass to her lips, Colleen sat there for a thoughtful moment before twisting her body to face Misty completely, leg tucked under her. "It wouldn't feel right," she said, setting the phone between them. A lot of their friends were vigilantes; they were vigilantes. They might have been PI-bounty hunters, but they were also long-time members of the Heroes for Hire. "And suppose we do go out--it would be wrong not to acknowledge our own hypocrisy." Brushing a wisp of hair behind her ear, she took a sip of her wine, looking over the glass with a calm gaze.