I'm aware of Derek moving behind me, but he definitely doesn't get any closer and I take another sip of my drink. And then one more.

I have a sudden flash of fear when he mentions Kate, my head whipping back toward him as I remember the conversation she and I had earlier this afternoon, back when I thought Derek couldn't hear us. Or, well... no, he could. I'm sure he could. I'd just been stupid enough to hope he wasn't paying attention. "Kate?" I ask, wincing at the strained pitch of my voice. "She... she didn't say anything else, did she?"