Detective Inspector Hunt's mouth looked to be writing checks his body couldn't cash--and he knew it, to judge by his behavior. He was trying to hide it, but something had him scared. Millie wondered briefly what it was, then decided that she didn't really care.

"Ooooh, somebody's gonna get his ass kicked if he ain't careful!" Millie said. She shrugged. "Time to pay for breakfast, I guess," she said. She stood up and picked up a couple of plates.

"Hey, May," Mille said, "You wanna wash or dry?"