Date: 2011-03-03 06:14 am (UTC)
Biting her lower lip, Babs laughs softly, her face pink with devotion, and a little from the gentle embarrassment of behaving like a teenager three feet from her sleeping father. The other reason is why she's also slightly out of breath when she nods, grins and says, "You can count on it."

Letting him go, she smiles at him again, this time in thanks as he offers to find Alfred. A little space is probably a good thing, not to mention knowing where the older gentleman is so that he doesn't surprise them. "Alright, thanks. I'll make sure the patient doesn't try to escape."

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