"Alright." Brooke gently rose from her seat and walked over to the side of Rachel's desk, gingerly dropping the crumpled up facial tissue into the bin. She started for the door, stopped, and turned back to look at Rachel. "One of these days, Rachel, you're going to have to trust me. Trust me not to betray you guys, and trust me to do the right thing. I understand your reservations, and believe me, I know that I'm needed here at Stephanie's side, but maybe I'm not as evil as everyone here believes me to be." She picked her clutch up and nodded at Rachel. "Enjoy the cookies. I brought them fresh from Italy." She smiled thinly at Rachel before exiting the telepath's office and heading for the garden. Perhaps Stephanie might appreciate some freshly picked flowers.