Sometimes I sit and think. @ 05:25 pm
Bumblebee sat outside the club that she'd brought Sam and Mikaela to, her mind on what Ratchet had told her two days before. Part of her wanted to go over to the question part of the Nexus and ask just what had happened the last time she'd been here, but she really didn't want Jazz to find out about the other spark. What her own Jazz had done to Ironhide was bad enough. She didn't want any more embarrassing scenes.