He rose an eyebrow...grabbed a little handkerchief from his suit, and held her check with his left hand...wiping off the mascara...or well, as much as he could...
"...Remember when I said I need you? Or at least something along that line?...What If I give you the journal, but...you would still work with me, would you like that?"
He smiled...and actually made the book appear in his hand, (lol), once again...holding it out to her...and of course he knew who this person was, but something about the way she was being, just...made him want to help.