"Well done Donna," Neal says softly, making a note to tell the woman as much himself later. They haven't talked much, but he's seen her information-gathering posts.

Neal puts an arm around Malcolm, drawing him closer a little protectively. He does know how much it meant. He couldn't avoid knowing even if he wanted to, with how nervous Malcolm was beforehand and how excited he was after. He presses a kiss against Malcolm's temple. "Maybe we can start up a poker night again."