"Is there ever a way of explaining why people work?" She smiled cheekily. "It all comes down to chemistry in the end." Taking a sip of her drink, Wade played with the pen that had been behind her ear until a moment ago. "I've heard about the hours you guys keep. It sounds absolutely crazy." Of course that was ALL she'd heard. "Who knew working at a Tourist Office could be so nuts." This world was weird. "Daniel? Oh that's nice!" She grinned. And it was. It was nice to see them starting this family... everyone seemed so happy...
It was about that time that the door opened and the Colonel walked in with a box under his arm. A small box. A shoebox? He seemed pleased with himself. "And I found it!" he grinned, putting it down on the table. "Evening Wade," he greeted. She nodded, not sure what the Colonel was doing, as he turned to Jack. "Remember the photos I said I'd gotten? Found em. They were in a box in the closet!"