"I sincerely hope there isn't enough alcohol in the world to make you spend that much money ever on a whim," she said as they approached the front of the security line. She set the dress down and then the rest of her luggage to go through, before sliding out of her shoes.

Settling for a pat down, she saw the agent eye her hand and she gave Clay a look. She couldn't ever wear them, of that she was sure. They had to figure something out because there was just no way to stay married, was there? Not stay married and continue with the Agency.