The nod certainly was a surprise, and Piper stopped in her movements to digest it. It was clear Carver didn't appreciate her earlier comment, but he seemed to relax after despite the anxiety she was dealing with. She removed her hand from Chris' car to cross her arms, eyeing Carver again. The conditions were simple enough in her opinion: tell the guy what he wanted to hear and keep it between them. Still, there was an atmosphere about the man that left Piper uneasy. She was stubborn, though. While there was a small part of her that screamed to leave it alone--whatever [i]it[/i] was--she remained insistent on finding answers.

"Fine by me," she agreed finally, not even considering the fact that this seemed to be moving along almost too smoothly. She wanted in, and she definitely had no interest in spreading rumors beyond the two before her.

"Thanks," she added half heartedly, before her gaze hardened at the sky above. "Hold up," she said, turning on her heel to quickly return to the office. There, she would retrieve her sunglasses, nearly knock herself over colliding with Jimmy Jr on the way out, offer some excuse and a half-assed apology for ditching work, and return to Chris and Carver. The lazy, rude, and apathetic Piper had a new energy: while the hangover left her a little sluggish, she suddenly seemed less so. "I can follow ya," she said, going for her bike.

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