The remained of their time in New York was blissfully without incident. Days were spent, shopping, sightseeing and generally unwinding.

After recovering from their stadium food induced stupors, Parker and Hardison convinced Eliot to spend the day lounging around the hotel. By the time Sophie returned from her shopping trip, she found them relaxing in the giant whirlpool tub in the hotel's on site spa. At some point, Nate had found the trio and was immersed in the frothy water to his neck. All of them looked on the verge of taking a nap right there, but she knew they were all either too smart or too paranoid to sleep in the water.

"So, what have you three been up to today?" she asked, taking a seat on the edge of one of the chairs that surrounded the pool.

There were a series of tired murmurs, then Hardison said, "You in for some group sightseeing tomorrow?"

She smiled. "Sounds lovely," she replied. "Any idea what you want to do?"

"Hayden Planetarium."

"Go to Lido."

"Guggenheim."

"Museum of Sex."

The reaction was comical. Slowly, four heads turned to regard Parker, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape.

"What?" the thief asked with a grin. "It's a real place. I want to see the "Kink –Geography of the Erotic Imagination" exhibit."

Amused and startled glances were exchanged all around and Hardison said, "I have no idea how to respond to that."

Eliot gave himself a shake and said, "You respond, hell, yes."

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The many and varied activities decide upon proved to be interesting and uneventful over the next few days. The Museum of Sex was unanimously voted the surprisingly favorite activity, a fun and quite intriguing place. Nights were occupied with shows, dinners and other nocturnal activities. After nearly a week, Nate indicated it was time to be heading back to Maine, back to work, or at least back to looking into new jobs.

No one protested. After all, the best part about traveling now was having a home to return to.