"Well if I catch you seasoning me with a secret blend of eleven herbs and spices this relationship is over." Is that a KFC joke? What are you, the police? Gently does Erin walk 'em both into the room so she can pull the door shut behind her and ensure there's no photos, just like she promised Crabb. The click of the latch gets a feral grin. "So...you been having any ideas on stopping somewhere short of Bride of Dracula?"