Veronica wasted no time making herself at home and comfortable on Dean’s couch. She set the pack down on the coffee table, accepting the remote. She flipped through the channels for a moment, before finding Die Hard. Score. With that settled she grabbed a bottle as well as the opener Dean brought over. Once she popped off the cap she handed the opened over to him. settling back on the couch beer in hand.
There is was. The questions she had a feeling he would be asking. A council woman’s job was never done. So much for her break. “I don’t deal much with that,” Veronica shrugged taking a swig of beer. Besides even if she did she wouldn’t be able to talk about it. Dean had to know that. "Why? You lose someone?" If he had Veronica would definitely feel bad. She wasn't heartless.