Colleen sipped her drink and considered him. "If we play our cards right, he could be our in." The guy didn't look like he needed much more than a pretty smile and a decent wad of cash to start talking. She finished her glass and set it on the table, then fixed her lipstick and smoothed out her dress. "You're our edge here, hot shot," she told him. Without being conspicuous, they were going to need a game plan, and Danny's status was the advantage. Colleen took his arm. She could play the accessory.