Two very curious eyes glanced in the direction of the closet down one of the many hallways in the residence. From his standpoint, Leo could see Amy practically clinging to Josh. Then some words were said that he, unfortunately, couldn't hear. Before long, Josh backed up and he and Amy turned and fled down the hallway from which they came as fast as they could. Leo smiled. Just as he was going to turn, he caught two people stepping out of the closet, closing the door behind them. Leo watched with some interest. They never could keep their hands off of each other.

When they were both out of the closet, with the door closed, Abbey put an arm around her husband, placing a hand inside his rear pocket on the opposite side. Jed reciprocated, only there was no pocket for his hand to rest inside of, so he just wrapped it around her side. The two walked down the hallway just like that.

"That was a fun interrogation." Abbey rested her head against his arm.

"Yeah, it was." Jed gleamed. "But strangely enough, I don't remember getting any answers."

"I don't remember you asking any questions." Abbey smirked.

"Ah. That's right." Jed stopped walking, causing Abbey to stop as well. He then wrapped both arms around her frame, his hands resting on the cheeks of her buttocks. "So maybe I should take this opportunity to ask away?"

"Oh, Mr. Green." Abbey pretended to be offended by the placement of his hands.

"Yes?" He asked with amusement.

"Kindly remove your hands or lose them for good."

"Why, yes ma'am. I was merely-"

"I am well aware of what you were merely doing." Abbey winked at him. "But not where all the others can see."

"Ah, screw the others."

"I'd rather screw you." Abbey said in a low, seductive tone, so just Jed could hear.

Jed's heart began to beat faster, pumping blood to where it shouldn't go, at least not now that they were out of the closet. He cleared his throat, trying to regain some composure. "So my questions."

"Yes, Mr. Green?"

"Did you do it?"

"Why, whatever would make you think I would be capable of something so heinous?" Abbey put a hint of southern accent into her words as she was really getting into this game and her role.

"Is that a no?"

"That's an 'I can't believe you asked'." Abbey smiled at him innocently.

Jed nodded and took it as a no. "You tell me what your place and weapon were and I'll tell you mine."

"Mr. Green! What audacity!"

Jed looked at her with amusement. He loved that she was really getting into this. Hmm. Maybe tonight in bed, they could continue this interrogation. She surely wouldn't make him move his hands then. "Sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to implicate anything by that."

"You certainly better not have."

He stammered a bit as he still needed to get her answers so he could be that much closer to solving the mystery at hand, even though he really just wanted that much closer to her. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Could you ever forgive me?"

"We'll see." There was a hint of flirtation in her voice.

Jed nodded. After a beat, he asked, "So what room were you in?"

Abbey turned her head to the side, amusement taking over. "I thought these were to be yes or no questions."

"I changed my mind."

Abbey rolled her eyes at him. "I was in the blue room."

"Are you- No you weren't."

"How do you know?"

"Because I was in the blue room!" He raised his voice slightly but not to where everyone heard him.

"Thanks babe, for helping me narrow it down."

Jed glared at her. "What room were you in Miss Scarlet?"

"That's not a yes or no question, Mr. Green."

"Were you in the," Jed stopped to think. "Oval?" He saw the answer in her eyes and amended his question before she vocalized it. Sometimes the fact that he knew her so well came in handy. "I meant the. Um. Gre-" He saw that look again. "Er, Roosevelt room?"

"It took you long enough." Abbey laughed.

"Well, Miss. Scarlett."

"Hmm?"

"Was the weapon in your room the – uh – uhm. The almighty pen?" He named one of the weapons he listed was a Mrs. Landingham Pen, in honor of her. There were other, silly things too. A fire poker in honor of the fire Josh and Sam started. The crystal pitcher Jed was given for being a good guy, even if it broke a few years ago. The special carving knife that Charlie had to track down for Jed.

"No dear."

"Okay." Jed looked at her. "Are you going to ask me what weapon was in the room with me?"

"Honestly, I hadn't thought about it."

"And why is that?"

Leo chose this moment to come out of hiding and let the couple know that he was in the area. He wasn't stupid though. He wasn't going to clue them into the fact that he knew the answers they had already shared. 3 rooms of the 8 narrowed out of the equation for him. And he hadn't even used any of his questions yet.

Careful not to be seen, Leo tiptoed away from the wall he had been standing behind and over to the other side of that room. Then he let his footsteps become louder. "Ah. Mr. Green. Miss Scarlet. Imagine my surprise at finding the two of you together."

Jed looked over at his chief of staff. "What are you implying."

"Nothing." The three of them walked together, past the dining room, towards the living room. As they passed the dining room, however, they stopped when they noticed Toby still pretending to be dead.

"Toby. You can get up. You don't have to lie there the whole time."

"I'm playing dead, sir. You told me I had to play."

"Yeah, but don't you want to find out who killed you?"

"Not really, sir. No."

"No?"

"No."

"You'd rather just play dead?"

"I'm playing your game, aren't I?"

"He's got you there." Leo joined in.

Jed sighed. He was going to continue when there was some giggling to be heard coming out of the living room. "What on earth?" He turned to Abbey.

She shrugged. "It's coming from the living room."

"Should we-?"

"Colonel Mustard. Would you mind finding out what that giggle was about?"

Leo looked at Jed as if he had two heads but then he realized it was his chance to ditch Jed and Abbey and gather more information from others. "Okay." He walked to the living room. "Professor Plum. Mrs. Peacock. What's going on?"

"He's trying to torture my answers out of me!"

"By tickling her to death?"

"It seemed like a better plan in my head. Until she hit me for tickling her."

Leo shook his head. Craziness. Pure unadulterated craziness. He got two looks of innocence as he moved out of the room, but not out of earshot.

"So."

"Yeah?"

"This is your idea of-?"

"Fun, Charlie."

"Right." He looked at Debbie. It was then that he gave a slight chuckle of amusement as he watched Amy interrogate Josh. "So- If we're the cops, trying to figure it out. Why are they all still trying to figure it out?"

Debbie thought over the question. "I suppose the more trying to solve it, the faster it gets solved."

"Right." Charlie grimaced in mock pain when he saw Amy smack Josh upside the head. "Ouch."

"Sir." Jed was being approached by one of the agents.

"What's up?"

"Sir, the crash is over. You guys can all get back to-"

"Does anyone else know?" Jed looked around. No one was near him.

"No, sir. You're the only one we've told, sir."

"Keep it that way." Jed grinned. "I want everyone to keep playing my game."

"Yes sir." The agent agreed and then walkied to everyone to pretend the crash was still going on, on orders of the President, so he could finish his game. For the most part, the service didn't mind. It amused them to a great extent to watch the day's festivities.