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"You need to stop making these faces. People will notice," Sharon almost begged, her voice barely above a whisper.

"What faces? I'm not making any faces," Andrea Hobbs whispered back, half-irritated, half-confused. Neither of them was sure why they were whispering as they were alone in Sharon's office.

"Every time you're looking at Andy and me, you have that smug look on your face. And actually, Andrea, you're wriggling your eyebrows right now."

"I am?!" The DDA looked slightly taken aback by now. "I'm sorry… I guess." There was a moment of silence during which the two women just stared at each other, both wide-eyed with embarrassment and wonder.

"Then I guess you're the one who has to apologize," Andrea finally broke the awkward silence. "You did ask me to answer your cell phone."

"I didn't know it was Andy on the other end of the line," Sharon said in a small voice, one step away from hiding her face behind her sleeve to escape Hobbs' piercing gaze and hide her embarrassment.

"What has been heard, cannot be unheard," Andrea said gravely.

Sharon whimpered.

"I am so sorry, but Taylor was on the landline and I-" Her shoulders sagged. "You're doing it again."

"It's only you and me in here," Andrea said, her eyebrows still doing a happy dance.

"The blinds aren't drawn. Now get your face under control."

A bright smile broke through Andrea's smug look. "I just can't. You finally GOT SOME!"

"Shhhhh!"

"Oh come on, do you think anyone out there is a lip-reader?" Andrea's eyes were sparkling.

"Your. Face." Sharon insisted. Andrea tried in vain to school her features and sat up straighter but she was still grinning as slyly as if someone had just told her a very dirty joke. Sharon was almost sure that she would nod her head with a salacious grin the next time she saw Andy and her together.

"Think of something sad. Dead kittens! Abused puppies! Dying forests!"

Andrea was giggling now and turned her face towards the window mouthing. "Raydor got some."

Out in the Murder Room, Provenza checked the DDA off his list, rolling his eyes.