"I'd love to say the same," Peej finally glanced back at all the curious but intent gazes focused on the two. She sighed and waved a hand. "Go back to your caffeinated lives."

It didn't do much, but at least people were trying to be discreet about it now. It's not like Peej had anything to hide. As far as she knew, she and Freddie were just strangers. If Freddie had had something on her, she would have made it clear in their previous conversation. Maybe.

"As I was saying," she shuffled into a seat, leaning back against the head of the chair and folded toned arms over her chest. She cocked a skeptical brow. "I would say it's nice to meet you, but I'd like to know what a nosy tabloid reporter wants with me."

That entry hadn't been hard to find on the network.