"I can't do that."

Bert shook his head and flopped over onto his back. "We don't keep secrets. I made a vow, and I don't break vows. Mayhap...mayhap I sent her a message about it. S'alright as long as I ask first."

Not that he'd ever actually tested that, but he saw no reason that Cordelia wouldn't honor the very rule she had laid down.

"Huh? Oh, likes watching fellows together. S'how we ended up together, actually." Where were his pants? He wanted a cigarette.