"Relax!" Rebecca sprawled out so she could nudge Lucy's thigh with her foot. "Your precious morning coffee is safe. I did this years ago, when it was just me and Shaun."

"Oh, well that's alright then," the blonde woman grinned this time patting Rebecca's foot. "So did it work on him at all?"

"Hell no," Rebecca rolled to face Dana, "he might not be as bitchy as your big brother, but he's twice as vocal about it. Especially when he gets on a roll about something."

Dana could easily believe it. It wasn't often that she'd met a person who, despite knowing what Alex could do, would willingly provoke and taunt him. Constantly, because Alex wasn't the type of man to back down from anything and that included staying out of verbal flaying range of the British man.

"It's a guy thing, isn't it?" Dana tilted her bowl watching the liquid paint the bottom in interesting shapes. "If they're not fighting, they have to be asses. You think it's something genetic or are they taught that?"

"Genetic," Rebecca and Lucy chimed in immediately. 

They all laughed at that lapsing into silence that was comforting and not the strained kind Dana had been dealing with for too long. All the tension and frustration was gone, she'd ranted it all out to the other women in five minutes flat and felt great. It was once again possible for her to live with her brother without wanting to smash heads in. She should probably tell him that to save Shaun's life if nothing else. 

Or she could just sit around and talk a while longer. 

"So, speaking of Shaun. I'm thinking he," Dana waved her hand in front of her and didn't finish the sentence.     

Rebecca's eyes gleamed as she shot up, "Oh yes he is!"

Dana relaxed back as the gossiping began. A few more hours couldn't hurt much after all.