It had, of course, happened before, when Phryne attached herself to a suspect in one of their cases. Or, since she never suspected the gentlemen in question, a personality in one of their cases. But that wasn't, after all, what she was talking about. "The Inn's a small place, Phryne. I don't imagine you'd be able to help me coming face to face with them forever. And it seemed faintly possible that you might think it easier for me if I socialized with them." It wouldn't, but he and Phryne thought differently enough on the topic that she might think it would.