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"And where does taste come into play?"
He nodded sleepily, returning his arm around her.
"You don't know that," she said stubbornly.
She looked back, reaching over and shutting the shades.
She gasped. "The audacity.'
He nodded slightly, closing his eyes. "Yeah. You?"
She squinted. "Yeah? What are you getting?"
He laughed. "Oh, I see. That seeks fair."
"I think I'm gonna have a sandwich."
He hesitated, shaking his head. "But why would you put it back on?"
She frowned, taking his hand. "It's going fine."
He looked up at her. "You're not the one with no shirt on."
She nodded. "A bit, yeah. Thank you."
He was quiet for a moment before pulling up the blanket. "My shirt."
Fleur nodded, standing up to get food.
He shifted, his eyes fluttering as he yawned.
She laughed slightly before looking to Ferris. "Want to check it out?"
He was still asleep, his arm slipping off her.
Fleur now seemed confused. "Okay.."
He was asleep as well, his arm around her.
