“I saw that,” Simon scolded.
“What?” She asked innocently.
“You’re tired.” He glanced at his timepiece, his eyes going wide, “and no wonder. It’s almost three.”
“No it ain’t,” she replied, checking the time herself. “Oh. Wow.” The mechanic smiled sheepishly, “time flies.” She really was tired, but having too much fun to care.
-- The Crow: Serenity- Chapter 11 by blackbeanie