"Just me and the cat." She smiles faintly; a thin expression without much pleasure in it. Things would be better if not for the mess with Chase; without that, of course, she'd have no need for a vacation. But even when they weren't sleeping together-- dinner, now and then, or a drink... It had been a nice way to spend an evening.

"What a mess," she said sympathetically, tracing aimless circles on the surface of the bar with her finger. "Bad enough to end up back here, and in the middle of that..." Cameron sighs lightly. "I've had two of my coworkers nearly bleed to death, personally."