Derek's head perked up when he heard the words of a girl right outside in the main bar. 'Sweet and little' they called her, probably innocent as well knowing Pete keeping her working on that transport of his. "What... What was her name again, Soph?"
"Fran. Derek you better not..."
Sophie's face fell in to her palms as she looked at the huge grin on Derek's face. "Sweet, little, cleaning herself? Seems I got myself a little 'teaching' to do then."
Derek paid his tab, fixed his hair, and sprayed a bit of colon on his shirt and ran off out of the VIP bar before anyone else could say a word, still with the grin on his face.