Brooke caught the eyeroll, and the fact that she'd put him off a little bit. She raised an eyebrow and dropped her sunglasses into her Diane von Furstenberg handbag and followed dutifully. Oh well. Can't will them all over.

"Considering who I am, I figure he'd be likely to attack first, and ask questions after I'm beheaded," Brooke coolly replied. "Ms. Sage." Brooke narrowed her eyes. "You mean Tessa?" Brooke pursed her lips. How would that go over, given both Sage's history with the Hellfire Club, and Brooke's own?