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"So, what exactly happened between you and Judge Quimby?" Ubie asked ed"I’d rather not talk about that," I said, diving in for another bite

"She seems to like you," he said

I lifted a shoulder in a halfhearted shrug "She did see of the fact that I’ed hersmile flashed across his face, but he hid it quickly

Not quickly enough, however I gaped at him "What?" I asked

"What?" he asked back

"You know so"

He cut into an enchilada, stuffed a bite into his mouth, then said, "No, I don’t"

I leaned close to him "Yes, you do, so let me put it this way: You can tellabout the ti around in our backyard in the , ‘Stella!’ or you can sit there and squir a description of your attire that fateful evening"

He straightened "You wouldn’t"

"Do you knowyou in that particular style of underwear? I was traumatized for hours Maybe days"

"That’s blacke I don’t?"

He caved "I only know that you somehow helped her sister come to terms with her husband’s death"

"Her sister?" I asked, thinking back

"She’d been devastated and developed soasped "No way! That was her sister?"

"It was"