"Of course you're coming with me! Do you think I'd leave you behind, child? But, there are a few rules..."On the ship, you will have to wear clothes,"...he told her. "You can't go around disrupting crew members who are working by 'flashing' them. You could cause an accident. You don't want accidents in space."He had picked up the term 'flashing' from her, actually, when she'd used it during a heated discussion about her casual lack of attire."But I don't even look like them! How can flashing a. I’m here.’ ‘How do I know this is really you?’ Linda continued to stare. Hands floating off the keyboard. Finally she startedtyping. ‘I’m, Linda Woo, of the Internet Crime Bureau. Who are you?’ ‘Someone you knew once. Someone that can help you.’ ‘I’ve known a lot of people. Which one are you.’ ‘That’s not important. I can help you solve your problem.’ Tammy said, ‘That’s what he said to me, too.’ ‘Do you want money? Is that why you’ve invaded all the computers in the world?’ ‘How can I know. She liked this odd little man. He did little favors for her all the time and was always so nice.Of course, she had seen the way he looked at her, when he didn't think she was aware he was watching. Every guy in the office had looked at her that way at one time or another: Most had tried to do more than just look.But never Mr. Willoughby, not even that time they had been back in the file room, searching for an old claim. They had been close together in the tiny aisle between the file cabinets. "And I don't suppose I'm looking for anything either. Just kinda missed you this semester, Tori Vega. Not seeing you nearly every day was mighty strange." Then… let's start there… hang out over the holiday break. Might do us both some good," she said with a hopeful tone before surprising Nate once again.The Latina leaned in and kissed his cheek and pulled him in for a warm hug where she buried her face in his chest for probably a second too long. She couldn't help but think over all the good.