...
'Grab your passport and my hand
'Cuz I can make the bad guys good for a weekend.'
"You know love, we should really plan something for tomorrow evening."
His British tongue reverberated throughout the open space.
"Really, now?"
Despite her obvious interest, he was oblivious.
"It would be just grand to visit Paris. The Eiffel Tower must be a magnificent sight to see this time of year, the falling leaves and all. Don't you think so?"
Cue the absent-minded murmurs as she scribbles something down in that fluffy, pink journal of hers.
"Mmhm."
"Great. I should make sure to have a jet prepared, yes?"
'New money'.
Scoffs.
"As if we would fly on a public airline."
'New money.'
"No First class either, I take it?"
"Please. Upgrades are given quite too frequently in the first class seating arrangements. You could be sitting next to the scum of the earth."
"That's not very nice, darling."
Sighs.
'New Money.'
"Neither is Ebola."
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