“Perfect.” She smiled. “Well, if you’re up for it after all of the work is done, would you like to grab a drink?” Dutch shifted slightly. The traps were a little heavier than they looked. It must have been quite a job lugging these things up and down from apartments.

“First round is on me?” Dutch said, to make the offer a little more tempting. Usually she didn’t have to do a lot of work to convince people to go out for drinks with her, but something about him felt hesitant. She wasn’t quite sure why.

“I know a bar that’s not too far from my place. Nice atmosphere.” She followed close behind him.