And there he went, doing exactly what she had figured that he would. He'd gone into full out retreat mode. She watched idly as he packed up his things and struggled to suppress the surprise as he kissed her cheek. As he turned toward the door, a brief stab of regret hit her stomach. It wouldn't take him long to realize after trying to get out what was going on. He was a smart one, after all. She doubted that his initial assessment of the door being jammed would actually stick. But still, she played as innocent as she could.
"Having trouble?" Angela asked as she slipped off her stool. "Want me to give it a try?"