"And deadly." Regina smiled, the expression unusually wistful. Some days she forgot how much she missed having the Captain to bitch to. She'd have been as curious as Regina about the woman Dyson was talking to. "I expect you would have liked her."

Across the bar from them, Dyson finally stood. Regina felt her chest loosen. "And if you'll excuse me, I need to see a man about some pants." Preferably removing them.