Drabble, written from a prompt by Pinkwafer over at RGAS.
I don't generally write short stuff, but a break with tradition never hurt anyone...
Notes
Stacie and Ash stood close together on the balcony, sharing some private joke.
The wind tugged at Stacie's hair and she pushed the unruly locks behind her ear, laughing at Ash's words. Her face was alight with happiness as she leaned forward, one hand on the fixer's broad shoulder and the other squeezing his forearm affectionately.
Ash smiled back at her with the warmth in his gaze that only she could conjure.
Albert stepped silently up behind the watching Danny and spoke in his ear, causing him to give a violent, guilty start. "I hope you're taking notes."