If that was how he'd chosen to explain things it was vital she didn't meet his burning stare. Not when she now might not have to explain anything at all. Ask them in either.Even if her energies would be better spent trying to find out why he'd lied and it would give her something on him, why waste good tea? Tea, Ruby had probably spat in. Spiced buns either? Spat in, or not, Gil would be sure to smell the tea and buns at a thousand paces, the lie she was telling about him too. It was ...