"Your subconscious clearly knows something you don't. You're probably not going to get much from it today though. With the drugs, the headache." Ariadne told him and laid her head against the wall.

She liked that description. He was really an artist and she had to smile. "I mean the pay helps, the strings being pulled, but I don't think I could demolish another human being's life for anything but what I'm doing. That and the man I'm working with has a subconscious worse than yours." She threw him a smirk and sighed. "I was never supposed to go under though. But it had to have been done."