*grins* Besides, it's a comfy couch. When it's not covered in books. But if I pass out on it, Marie hasn't got an apartment down the hall to sleep in like you do, so hauling my arse to be works out well.
I'm in a cab on my way from JFK now, by the way. Breakfast at that place around the corner from the office? Remy said something about a meeting and I need food first.
Bugger. You spotted the obvious flaw in the scheme. Now I'll have to either kill you or do something horribly slumber-party-ish, like hit you with a pillow or something...
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*grins* Besides, it's a comfy couch. When it's not covered in books. But if I pass out on it, Marie hasn't got an apartment down the hall to sleep in like you do, so hauling my arse to be works out well.
I'm in a cab on my way from JFK now, by the way. Breakfast at that place around the corner from the office? Remy said something about a meeting and I need food first.
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