-Rigsby sighed, fessed up. "I said: Van Pelt gave it to me."

"Oh." Jane leaned back, nodded and smiled a knowing smile. "The medicinal powers of a solicitous woman. I can't argue with that." The microwave beeped and he removed his tea cup. "Carry on," he said as he breezed out of the room.-

I loved it :D

This is a wonderful little read. So cute.

Haha that was so like Jane, and you had both Rigsby and Grace down well too. I could easily see this happening, nice work :)