It didn't take long for them both to retrace his steps to his own office and lock up for the night. Then they were travelling in the elevator down to the parking garage. He glanced over at Fred, feeling a bit more buoyed after having talked to her.

"I wonder what people would think if I came to work barefoot or in sandals," he mused, a very faint smile playing upon his lips.

"I suspect only you could get away with that."