The palm on her back takes her by surprise. From most people it would seem patronizing, but she isn't getting that vibe from him; she doesn't complain about it. Now that he's in a better mood-- or maybe he's playing his own version of more-flies-with-honey-- his sense of personal space seems to be a bit fuzzy.

"I can believe it," she murmurs, but her tone is obviously amused as they take their place at the end of the shuffling crowd.

"So it's the similarity to the-- cattle phenomena? That drew you to this case?"