The next morning, Moffitt went to breakfast by himself. He wanted a few moments to himself, before the rest of them got there. He got his food and sat down. Moments later, Gabrielle walked in. She looked around. When she spotted Moffitt, she headed for him. He inwardly groaned. Now he had to deal with two hurt women. He tried to angle himself so she wouldn't see him, but it was too late. She sat down across from him.
"Good morning, Jack."
He nodded curtly. "Good morning."
She trained her eyes on the wall, and did not move them. She didn't say anything for a time. Moffitt finished his breakfast, and was about to leave when she stopped him. " I never expected to see you again, after you saved Pierre."
"Well, like I told you; big war, small world."
"I see you have a girlfriend now." Her eyes never wavered from the wall.
Moffitt swallowed. "Yes, I do. She is very nice; you would like her. She is a nurse. Something you are very familiar with, I'm sure."
She smiled slightly at the reference to the time he had spent with her. "Yes, I still have practice because of Pierre."
"How is he?"
"As well as one could hope after spending time with the Gestapo."
Moffitt was at loss for words, so he simply nodded.
"How long will the trip take?"
Moffitt shrugged. "Depends on if the Germans have backed away by now."
"Oh." Neither said anything for a while. Finally, "How did you meet her?"
"We had an encounter with a Gestapo officer. Long story. Wouldn't want to bore you."
"On the contrary, I assure you." She paused. "She's very beautiful."
Moffitt smiled. "Yes she is." He hastily added, "Not like you aren't."
"Thank you, but there is no need to flatter me."
"It is not flattery when it is true."
She blushed. "Thank you."
"I better go now."
She nodded. "So should I. I should check on Pierre."