As Vartann walked Sara to her door, he had a nagging feeling in his head. The detective in him was eager to ask yet the date in him knew it would open a can of worms. The detective won out.
"So, I didn't know you and Brown had a thing."
That caught Sara off guard. "Excuse me?"
"You guys had a thing. I know it's none of my business, but come on."
"Well, you're right," she cut him off. "It is none of your business." She emphasized the statement with a trademark Sara Sidle stare.
"Okay, sorry. So, I had a real nice time tonight with you. I never knew you could be so..."
"What?"
"I dunno. You were just, different, tonight."
He was trying to be sincere, but he'd pushed one too many of her buttons already.
"Yeah," she was tired of him. "You know what Tony, I would like to tell you that I've had a nice time, but that would be an outright lie. I mean the least you could've done was pick up the check! You didn't even plan anything."
"Geez, what is with you? Are you like bi-polar or something? You were fine at the restaurant"
She opened her door seething. "Good night Tony. I don't ever want to go out with you again, unless it's to work a crime scene." With that she smiled and closed her door leaving the Detective to shake his head and walk away.
Sara couldn't believe how uncouth he was. Apparently no one had taught him any manners. For all of that though, he was right. She was different and it was only because of Warrick's presence. The man had done it once again. Made her fall for him. This was bad, real bad. He was married. She could never go after another woman's man. She knew what it was like being on the receiving end of finding out you've been lied to. She resolved in her heart to stop thinking about him.
She failed.