He shakes his head again, smiling. "You're a cruel person, Dee. I want to know how you know, and why, but I already have a feeling you won't tell me."

He finishes his coffee, almost regretfully so, but he'd rather do it while it was warm than wait for it to cool. It's just not the same. "I suppose I don't mind doing a bit of investigative work on my own, though. Perhaps I'll figure it out. It's part of my job, after all."