"Drugs. Pain killers. Never mind," Betelgeuse said, amused.

He listened to her explanation with growing anger. She was his partner, damn it, and he couldn't let people just go around hitting her with tanks! He chuckled at her request.

"Okay, okay, have a hug, then. Have all the hugs you want!" Betelgeuse told her, opening his arms to her. He never turned down hugs or kisses. He didn't get many of them, after all. "Just tell me this. Do you know who was driving the tank?"