Right. Clarice cleared her throat, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. That was a mistake on my part." She sighed. "I don't laugh much, I guess. I was studying to be with the Behavioral Analysis Unit at the FBI before I came here, and I've spent my time since with the City's police." She stared out at the birds. "There's not a lot of laughs there."
But, upon reflection, it was nice to take some time away. "It was good meeting you, too, Mr. Murdock. Even if I was rude."