So basically, you're the Robin Hood of snooping, I see.

( Red's hand squeezes Clara in answer to the unspoken question as she smiles at her - something brighter in her eyes after that particular evening, yes. She hasn't had a good evening like that in-

Gods, she doesn't even know. )

I thought you'd never ask. Let's see what we can dig up - preferably one of those way point tokens.