They were left in blissful silence for a few too brief moments while Evelyn puttered around in the kitchen... which being in a studio apartment was right next to the table the men sat around so she could keep a wary eye on the pair of them.

"I'm afraid Anthony hasn't told me nearly enough about you, Mr. Fell."

The tea things were escorted to the table and laid out. Cream, sugar, the teapot and cups... and a plateful of her fresh baked shortbread cookies perfect for loosening tongues!

"When did you two meet?"