Well, I had hoped to get a warmer welcome than that, but I'll forgive it this time. I know how grouchy you get with too much sleep. [And with one of her usual darling smiles, the woman leans over to pull open the drawer of the small bedside table that contains a few of her things. Her personal things. See, the key was right within reach, Javert. She just didn't expect him to ever go rooting through her stuff.

However, after a moment or two of shuffling those items around, Naomi's smile drops.]

... [Oh dear.]