ANNIE: What kind of situation?
BARBER: It's about Auggie.
ANNIE: [Impatient] Spit it out, Barber.
BARBER: Auggie was arrested last night. He just called me and asked me to go bail him
out. D.C. lockup. But I thought it might be better if you—
ANNIE: Arrested? What happened?
[As she talks, she makes a worried face at McQuaid, then turns and walk out into the open living area.]
BARBER: Well, you know, his friend died. The one from the State Department?
ANNIE: Yeah, I know. I saw him—I mean, I saw Auggie—at the hospital. He was really upset cause they were telling him it was alcohol poisoning, I think. Last I
saw him, he was going to talk to the medical examiner…
BARBER: Right. Well, that didn't go so well. I think they might've gotten into a fight. You know, or something.
ANNIE: Thanks for calling, Barber. I…Auggie should've called me. [Hesitates.] He— I think maybe he's upset with me. Hasn't been returning my calls and texts.
BARBER: Oh. Well, I can definitely go down there and get him. I know you two aren't dating anymore. I just thought—I thought you'd want to know.
ANNIE: It's fine. I'll take care of it.
BARBER: Are you sure? I can definitely go if—
[He hears the click of the phone as Annie hangs up. In Annie's apartment, she looks around and sees McQuaid still sipping coffee, waiting with a quizzical expression.]
ANNIE: Uh, sorry about that. I, uh, I gotta go.
[She hooks her thumb toward the door, then realizes she's still just wearing a tank top. Before Ryan can say anything, she rushes off toward the bedroom, and comes back out in a few moments with a suit jacket on. She picks up her purse and goes back to McQuaid.]
RYAN: Who got arrested?
ANNIE: Uh, my handler. I mean, my old handler. I mean…Auggie. August Anderson.
RYAN: Anderson…yeah, Arthur's talked about him. I mean, the two of you. You…he's your ex, right?
ANNIE: [Eyebrows up, surprised.] You talked to Arthur about my love life?
RYAN: I've been quizzing him about you—everything about you—since the first time I met you. And yes, I think the question of whether you were dating anyone
came up pretty early on.
ANNIE: Well, Auggie and I haven't been together since…since before I—I died. It's been a long time. Or feels like a long time. But…he's my best friend.
[Sighs.] And, he's…he's blind.
RYAN: [Raises eyebrows.] Blind. Really.
ANNIE: Yeah—Arthur didn't tell you? Anyway, it doesn't matter—I'm just a little nervous about him being in lockup overnight.
RYAN: [Lets out a breath.] Yeah. You should go.
ANNIE: Yeah. I'll see you later?
RYAN: Sure. I'll be at the office. And, I'm going to want the whole story.
ANNIE: [Heading toward the door.] Okay. As soon as I can get there.
RYAN: [A half smile on his face. He waves her off, taking a sip of coffee.] Take your time. Take care of your friend.