"Were you asleep?" she asked.

"Kit? Crap—"

"Don't get mad at me," she said. "Get up and get dressed and get over here. I think I might have a good story for you."

"Okay," I agreed. "I'm on my way."

"I'll let you have it on one condition."

"What's that?"

"We'll have to work together very closely, right?"

"Yeah."

"We'll have to move in together, then."

I couldn't believe my luck.