Ann was no fool. She had noticed Maggie's fatigue. There were clearly bags under her eyes yet she still insisted on Maggie hearing her out. What she had just heard wasn't something she could just keep to herself. She had to tell someone and Maggie was about the only person she could talk to when it came to delicate scoops such as this. Ann hadn't seen much of Sam as of late and now she knew why. She wanted Maggie to know why too.
"Look Ann I'm very tired at the moment and would like to get some shut eye before I faint in the halls. So if you don't mind could you hold on the information until after I wa-"
"It's about Master Desmond and Sam. I'm sure you'll be interested in why we helped arrange that room the other day and why the Master has been in a good mood as of late."
