Gretchen shrugged and wound her arms around his neck as he moved the chair. "You've been known to think like an idiot on occasion," she responded, pulling an innocent face. Quirking her lips to the side, Gretch thought for a moment. "If it is us, we'll have to figure out why we didn't hear about it. First that thing with Warrington and the armbands and now this?" She frowned deeply, not entirely playing with the facial expression. "Are we losing our edge?"