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First day in Moscow
"Thanks. You aren't so bad yourself."

If it weren't for the fact that he arrived at the hotel before they'd met, she might have concluded that he was showing off for her. It made getting in the crazy sports car tolerable rather than annoying. Lawrence was as impressed with it as anyone would be, but she didn't know much about the subject. It could be the rarest, most elaborate vehicle in the world or it could be run-of-the-mill rich boy car. She didn't care either way. It was pretty and it went fast, that was good enough for her.

"You seem to know how to handle it,"
she smirked back. He'd mentioned the burlesque house earlier, so the place was somewhere he'd frequented in the past. She wasn't quite sure what she thought of that. Running in circles with millionaires (or more) wasn't her typical Saturday night. They may as well be a whole other species. Was she up for it? "Definitely,"
she replied.
((Continued at A promise))

"So?" said Loki impatiently.  "This isn't the first time the world has come to an end, and it won't be the last either."

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