Opal tilted her head, unsure what to make of her companion. One minute he was up in her face...the next he was grinning and loosening his tie.

Men.

Not that she could blame him, loosening his tie after a long day at work. "You flatter me," she commented. "And no, I didn't...only hung out at the shop and the skate park. Why? What sort of things have you heard?" She looked at him curiously. Admittedly, there had been a couple of times Benjamin had closed up when she'd ventured into family stuff. That and when she'd questioned deeper as to his wolf tattoo. Should she have dug deeper?

And nope, she hadn't mentioned anything to do with the number of tickets. Sure, she had two...one of which was spare...but she hadn't necessarily meant to allude to that fact. Only that she had to be somewhere in two hours. Regardless, she took his arm with a light shake of the head and a wry smile. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to get to know a colleague better. An established one at that. "A production of Peter Pan. Why, you looking for a distraction?"