Well, they do say that two heads are better than one...

"Hmm. I think I'd prefer 'your excellency'. With all the traditional obeisances, of course." She is so very taken with him, and he may be taken with her, but take the hint already. Geez, man. The squeeze makes her squeal and squirm. Good thing they've got a good hold on each other. "If you like. You could use some new suits."

They're not talking about Foggy and Marci anymore. She'll let him think that they are. He's been too good to her to be troubled by nothing more than her own stubborn pride. Besides, kisses. "I'm sure whatever they are will be fun. He knows what he's doing." Bless whoever invented the idea of changing the subject. "I'll ask Clint to hold off on starting one of the steaks until he gets here."