"Wouldn't dream of it," Ellie said solemnly. "Sleep well." She crossed her legs, pulled a magazine out of the seat-back slot where it hadn't been a moment before, and spent the next several hours gradually and silently driving the middle-aged CEO accross the aisle to absolute distraction.
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Date: 2007-05-30 04:37 am (UTC)