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She nodded slowly, seeming to understand. "Oh.. Okay. T-Thank you."
"I'm into you," he said, hisntone playful. *** "Yeah."
"Ophelia is fine," he said, turning to go the room again. "I'll call you that."
She didn't say anything for a moment, hee hands folded. "If you know where it is.. I'd appreciate having it back. Money is no issue, if that's...
"I'm into you," he said stubbornly. *** She looked up at him. "What's your favorite food."
"O is not your whole name," he said flatly, watching her.
She looked up at him with a frown. "Not particularly."
He shook his head. "I'll pretend I didn't." *** "Take a look."
He crossed his arms. "What? Is that a jab?"
She now looked nervous, tucking her arms in. "Ah.."
He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What?" *** She opened some cupboards. "Uh.. Most things."
"You just tried to tell me your name was O. Do you really think I'm just gonna believe that?"
She looked down, looking a bit grossed out. "Okay.."
"Like ice, baby." *** She stood at the counter. "What should we make?"
He looked back. "What was what?'
"Even though you're stone cold." *** She laughed, going to the kitchen.
He stared at her incredulously before sighing, turning to go into one of the rooms. "Don't make a mess."
She didn't say anything more, seeming unsure.
He inclined his head towards her. "And your name?"
"I worked hard to get to where I am," she said lowly. "It doesn't matter what you say."
