"I'm always around. Right now I'm going up to Morgana's apartment, but unless she wants me to come up again tomorrow night, I'll be out front or in the basement."
"You and Morgana are friends?" Shirley asked in a hopeful tone.
"Yes. Why?"
"Oh, nothing," she said in a singsong way.
Flinch looked at her crafty expression.
"You're not trying to play matchmaker, are you?" She put a look of innocent surprise on her face.
"Me? Of course not!"
"Good, because I don't need 'help' in that direction." She put on a fake pout.
"But you've been alone for so long. I only want you to be—" He held up his palm.
"I didn't say I wasn't open to a relationship with her. I just said I didn't need any help." Shirley hugged him.
"In that case, I'm glad. Go get her, tiger."
Morgana opened her door, delighted to see Flinch standing there.
"You look surprised to see me."
