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�I need to get out of here before I fall asleep,� Bobby said through a yawn.  Normally if any member of the team needed to get away from the office for a little while they would say something about Levi needing a walk.  Bobby couldn�t help but wonder how they had gotten out of doing interminable paperwork for weeks on end without breaks throughout the day to take Levi for a walk around the block.  �Anyone want a coffee?� he asked, thinking that the coffee shop down the street was a good destination.

The other three cast a disparaging glance at the swill they forced down from the bullpen�s coffee pot.

�You buying?� Lucy asked after a moment of silence.







After finishing the transcription of another surveillance tape, Sue decided it was time to call it a day.  She secured her desk and grabbed her purse and Levi�s leash before looking around in search of her companion.  He had taken to wandering around the desks, almost like a teacher inspecting the student�s work, and had provided some much needed amusement to the team.

Levi was lying down next to an air conditioning vent, panting away, and Sue noticed for the first time that it was abnormally warm in the enclosed space.  She made a mental note to pick up Levi�s big water dish while she was in DC.  The bowl she had taken from the break room barely lasted him a few hours and it became a hassle to refill it all the time.

After hooking Levi to his lead, Sue went to Abigail�s office and waited for the other woman to gather her things and lock up on her way out.

�And where are you two lovely ladies off to?� Myles asked.  He had shed his suit jacket, vest, and tie earlier, and, not long after that he had unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and had even rolled his sleeves up to his elbows making him look completely different than what Sue was used to seeing when she looked at Myles Leland the Third.

�We are heading to DC for an evening away from all this,� Sue said as she shifted the strap of her purse on her shoulder.  She felt a little guilty about not inviting Myles to join them, but it was a girls night out and, despite his penchant for clothes, cooking, and gardening, Myles was still not one of the girls and he never would be.
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