"So," Claire said, much later and taping a large bandage onto a cut in Matt's side. "Somebody dumped an unconscious guy outside the ER today. Turns out that he's involved in a murder investigation. Weird coincidence, huh?"

"Oh yeah," Matt said, "that was me, by the way."

"She also said that the guy he killed was using some kind of new drug, something weird. In case someone is interested in that information."

Matt shot her a smirk. "That almost sounds like you're telling me to look into it."

"Your words, not mine," Claire retorted. "Anyway, you're all set. Watch the arm."

"Thank you, Claire," he said, before doing the window thing.

What's interesting is that in the next two days they get three accidental overdoses through the ER during her shift. It wasn't any drug they could immediately recognize, and Claire immediately thought about Joan's case. Should she call…? It would be an excuse to talk, maybe to get together again. Claire definitely wouldn't mind seeing Joan again. For a drink, this time, and maybe…

It'd been years, she knew. Joan might be dating someone. She might be… married, or divorced, or anything. She'd said she worked with her partner, which was annoyingly ambiguous.

Her phone rang.

"Joan?"

"Hey, Claire," Joan said. "I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink with me? Tonight?"