Quatre Raberba Winner let his head drop to his desk as the phone rang yet again. He picked it up with more than a little reluctance.

"Quatre Winner here."

"What's your favorite scary movie?" a teasing voice asked huskily.

"Oh.let's see.Babes in Toyland?" he answered, smiling with sudden, inexplicable good humor.

"Well, hell, you're no fun. At least if you'd have said the Mummy, I could have visited you in gold and black paint.and that's it."

"Ha, ha. Don't tempt me. Where are you?" he asked.

"Go to your window."

Quatre stepped over to his window, fighting the very strong urge to laugh at their familiar game. "See me?"

"Yes, Angel, I see you. Come on up," he answered, smiling down at the sight of Angel Tsuiraku on the grass below his window. He saw her wave.

"Awww.no black and gold paint?" she asked, pouting. Quatre laughed and walked away from the window.

"Sorry, not this time."

A knock on his office door announced her arrival a moment later. A big grin lit her face as she stepped into the room.

"Qua-toi, I missed you," she murmured, pressing herself into his waiting arms.