[Such a gentleman. His chivalry will be rewarded greatly in a few minutes. Angela makes a show of putting her hand on Tony's back, somewhere along the middle of it, in that caring sort of please-don't-throw-up-on-my-shoes-because-they're-Italian kind of way as they head towards the exit of the grand hall.
The minute they're outside, she drops the act and shuffles him into the backseat of the car, straddling his hips while hitting the button to close the privacy divider.]
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The minute they're outside, she drops the act and shuffles him into the backseat of the car, straddling his hips while hitting the button to close the privacy divider.]
Hi Happy. Bye Happy.
[She's sure he's used to this.]