“Yeah.” Shawn nodded, his hand grasping a pencil. With little skill, he twirled the pencil between his fingers, not at any smooth or constant pace. “I’ll need the time to figure out how to pull Rosemary along. Social training exercise, sure.” The idea made Shawn smile. He was so smooth. 

Shawn was glad to see Heidi improving so much between when the team was formed and now. She had initiated the lunch d-conversation. Conversation. She directly asked him something, and she didn’t seem nervous or worried about it. Maybe it was the environment, where everyone knew and accepted her. Shawn was a little more comfortable in open environments, simply because he wasn’t capable of thinking like Heidi could. 

Heidi mentioned the screenplay. Shawn shuffled around for itnin his belongings. He knew he had it somewhere, he knew he read it. There was that guy Hamilton, and he... did some stuff. He was critical in the civil war? Shawn was pretty sure. Once he found his copy of the screenplay, he’d need to look it over again.