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[freshoffthefarm]

The previous night had been a very intense, very long event.

His financial situation had been the involved and intense discussion, while Annie's had been, 'I still owe four thousand on my Audi', and she still wasn't entirely sure why he'd wanted to have such a thorough discussion about their money, other than that he wanted to marry her 'someday', but now that they were back together, Annie knew that there were other things they ought to discuss.

As usual, dinner was taken out, this time at her favorite Italian place not far from the Agency. He was talking, and she was listening... kind of. Really, she was thinking about the reasons they'd broken up, and the things that had taken place after. Not as concerned with the bread basket as he was, Annie stared at her glass before she finally picked it up.

Sipping at her wine, aware that he was still talking, she interrupted with, "Do you think I'm a slut?"

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[fakes-death.livejournal.com]

The financial discussion was something that had to happen. According to him, the ring she accepted, even though it was worn on her right hand, was a place holder for his mother's engagement ring. Annie just didn't know it yet.

Clay was in the middle of telling Annie about his day as specifically as he could, leaving out any details that would get him in trouble. Dinner was good, as was his wine choice.

He'd just asked her what she thought about the situation in Iran, the last answer he was expexting was 'Do you think I'm a slut?' and he almost choked on his veal.

"Annie, what?" He'd never been more confused in his life.