"I was thinking about shoving everyone else over the balcony," Faye admitted -- she could tell him because John had never been on the list of potential shove-ees. (Partly because she liked him; partly because Faye was pretty sure that was a losing prospect given that he had fire hands and all.) "But this seems like less work and more fun."

And you know what Faye liked? Less work, and more fun, always. "And you would be amenable to sharing that damn bed?" Faye needed to know whether she had to keep making her opportunistic circuit here at the party.